Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-03-02
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CHAPTER XIV

where ! had been. l 'o'u NV ;.
~ sitting In st. james Park; ne
~ o...a satisfied, and asked no more
...,srs but as passed him to 20 to
:, room he called me back.
~ vant to speak to ,you.'
, xollowcd him to the dining room,
apd hs shut the door. -,
.T,,s been wanting to have q talk
.,.s vou for some days, Marjorie
:. Ia. He walked to the dinner wagon
"a mi,ed himself the inevitable whisky
and soda. lie asked II wou'o not nhe
sbmething to drink also.
"Its very hot out. and yon LOOK
u,ed," he said.
His conciliating tones told me what
"a, coming; he was not usually so con-
ddefate.
"what do you wish to say to me?'
! said. .
I ignored the chair he drew up, and
remained standing by the table.
He finished the whisky and soda at
sulp, and sat down.
you're growing up" he began.
"You must be-nearly nineteen, isn't
4"
YES" My lips felt dry and stiff.
ITS time you had husband. then,"
,n,ppcd my father. I think he knew
that I understood what he wished to
NJ, for he suddenly dropped all tone
n fricndliness and spoke In his usual
"s{ s{es s'Sss.S!:, %ss%, sid s''iF I, at. tim.
YES" said my father. that is ex.
sctly what do mean. He has spoken
b me-he seems fond Of you. He los
| made an honest proposal, and Is willing
| % eettle a handsome allowance on you"
az would rather die than marry
him." I said.
There was 4 fiery spot Of color in
either cheek; I felt very old and indie.
pendent. I wondered how ! could ever
kaye brought myself to speak Of Furni.
vi as my husband to Richard.
you won't have the choice. You'll
marry him. and do as tell you
He stared at me threateningly with
ks dull eyes; then he got up and came
cutie close to me, 30 close that his fnce
almost touched mine, and felt fright.
@sd. closed my eyes and shuddered.
When he spoke he did 10 very slowly
and impressively.
III you don't marry Furnival you
will have the pleasure Of seeing your
father in felon's cell before many
weeks are over"
He went on before I had time to
recover from the shock Of his words:
"Furnival has me in the hollow Of
bio hand; be has set his heart on you.
Mascot House Is his; he took the mort.
kase of me when I could not keep up
the payments. II you marry him he vii!
settle 1t on you. and you can so back
there to live. Come. Marjorie, be sen.
sible. Furnival knows the life you've
led for the last three years, and is will.
Ing to marry you in spite of it,"
] Jared out then.
And whose fault Is it that l have
led this life: Did wish to? Did
ask tor My voice rose Historically.
IAN this Is beside the question:" my
tathe: answered. why will you
.ryuel II you want me to 20 to a
fsloA's dock, say so, and bring shame
and disgracc on the family"
hat.
! turned to the door.
aid.
! was amazed at my own temcrity
vas the first time had ever dared
6efy father.
CHAPTER Nv
!, wondered duly II father would
erike mel should not have cared II
had! was too wretched. But be
o'e something which was almost worse
re burst into maudlin tears. He sat
Nthe table sobbing weakly. He said l |
wy casting cloud over the Inst
ysan Of bis unhappy life. He called
me cruel and undutiful
- iooked at him with plying dis.
suH' ! would rather he had struck
nv rossibly he knew this. He went
70 wnimperlng. He said that nobody
~ !ne world cared whether he lived or |
a'e9. lie said that he had never known
ys happiness since mother died.
NY mother! Sudden memory rushed
WI me. l seemed to be a child once |
IAN, y standing transfxed with terror
the dining room door OF Mascot
aouse. staring across at my beautiful
n"Is mvtnes as she lay vu the table, her
suSSSuha hair streaming over its edge.
one had loved him Nance had told
~ s many times that theirs had been one
Al ,ue very few heaven made marriages
wnich one heard. I remembered fbe
y" my father aged after her death
h.. .sy ne had torn IN the rose trees in
~ ~ ssrGen because they reminded him
sSSuntely OF his loss, and pity for him
o0%UGed my heart. go"
Al. ."nst,.oh. what would she say 70
so' ~ could see him now--so changed
degenerate? "ee''
n. went went back to where he .at nv
shouId%.onle' and laid my hand ON his
l.. NJ 1. would y, Low. you IL YOU would
On. ue' me- ! told him. II haven't nny
loVe Inc. either"
arr No TOOK my hand In his, he put b,s
awsv 'o.nd me: but ! turned my head
"W. trall he would kiss me.
sim wh;on h;e only got each other" nc said
you, "n,1imnering. o,1 Don't be hard m
Your old old fsthsr ffsthsr Marjorie; don't ruin
| can "hs hs a. sickeniny scene. Even now
freed mrs ,u,s bear TO write about II.
"Giy. W.. from !; him with disgust.
overf" nv h, .,' tomorrow 10 think II
row!, oesged-''just till tomor.
,r.s a'' face cleared; he mopno,, hi.
he ,nsa ' my good girl" he sojd
door. tb;rsha cha made hurriedly for the
but n.nkiny he was going to Kiss ms. no.
her ~s'y ny only walked across To- the din
xhi,iss and helped himself 10 another
h RicS.. =. straight to my room and wrote
iay n,;naM Tempest. I had foryottsn