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through him Could his father really
have meant all he had said in his rage
Did he really mean TO disown him?
For an Instant he faced the nall door
with clinched hands Somewhere IL,
the house. unconscious Of his presence.
was that ward of whose coming he had
learned. Moreau was II good friend 10
have warned him Was she part OF o
plan of reTrisal--her presence there O
tentative threat to him! Could his Ia
Their mean TO adopt her? Might tina
great house. those grounds. the bulk %
his wealth. 20 10 her. aud he. the son
be left IN the cold? He shiyefed PEI
haps he had stayed away too long.
As he turned again. he heard sounC
In the hail lie listened \ light Sfel
was approaching p the swish OF n gown
With sudden impulse he stepped into
the embrlsurc of the window. MS the
figure OF n girl paused M the door Ii
felt his face Hush She hnd thrown
crimson kimonu over her white nigh,
gown. and the 1alparition seemed to
part the dusk of the doorway like thu
red breast of II robin She held In bei
hands bunch of the pale Marpcln
Mel roses. and his eye caught the lolg
rebcliOus sweep of her bronze hall
aud the rosy tint of bare feet through
the worsted meshps OF her nG 4 slip
pcrs
To his wonder the sight of the light
ed room seemed TO cause her no sur
prise. For IN instant she stood still as
though listening. then entered and
placed the roses In vase on reading
stand by the bedside
Hugh gasped TO reach the stand
the girl had passed the spot where he
stood. but she had taken no note of
him. Her gaze had gone by him as II
he Ind been empty air. Then he real
tel the truth: Jessica Holme was
Uind. Moreaus letter had given him
no inkllng of that. So this was the
girl with whom his father now threat.
ened him! Was she counting on his
not coming back. waiting for the wind,
fall? She was blind-but she was
beautiful! Suppose he we're to turn
the tables on the old man. not only
climb back into bis good graces through
her. but even
The thin line on his brow sprang
suddenly scarlet What supple.
graceful arm she had! How adroit her
fingers as they arranged the rose
stems! Was he already wholly black
ened In her opinion? What did she
think of him? Why did she bring
those flowers to that empty room 7
Could 1t have been she who had kept
1t clean and fresh and unaltered against
his return? A confident. daring look
grew In his eyes. He wished she could
see him in that purple tie and velvet
smoking jacket. What an opportunity
for romantic self justification.
Should he speak? Suppose it should
brighten her!
Chance answered him. His respira-
ton had conveyed to her the knowl.
edge of a presence In the room. he
heard her draw a quick breath ''Some
one is herew she whispered.
He started forward. "Wait. waitr'
he said in loud whisper as she
sprang back. But the voice seemed TO
startle her the more. and before he
could reach her side she was gone. He
heard her flying steps descend the stair
and the opening and closing of a door
The sudden fight Jared Hugh's
pleasurable sense of novelty. He thrust
his hands deep into his pockets. Now
he was in for 1t! She would alarm the
house. rouse the servants. He should
have staring domestic audience for
the imminent reconciliation his sobered
sense told him was so necessary
Struggling his shoulders. he went
quickly down the stair to the library.
He had known exactly what he
should see there-the vivid girl with
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