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Vosburgh's residence, resolving to take no risks out of the line of duty. His first thought now was the securing of Marian's safety. He had learned that there was no longer any special need for personal effort on his part to gain information, since the police authorities had wires stretching to almost every part of the city.
He was greeted with the cordiality which made Miss Vosburgh's drawing-room one of the pleasantest of lounging-places, whether in town or country; and under his voluble lead conversation took the character of fashionable gossip, which would have for the reader as much interest as the presentation of some of the ephemeral weeds of that period. But Mr.
Merwyn saw them drive away, and said, bitterly, "Thanks to my mother, I shall never have any part in such greetings." AFTER Blauvelt had left Mr. Vosburgh's breakfast-table in obedience to his own and Marian's wish to see Strahan at once, the young girl laughed outright she would laugh easily to-day and exclaimed: "Poor Mr. Merwyn! He is indeed doomed to inglorious inaction.
This is the man whose words, spoken to Sally, disgusted me with my old life. Don't you remember?" Mr. Vosburgh's eyes twinkled, as he shot a swift glance at Sally, whose face was redder than the sunset. The man's chief attraction to the city was apparent. "What's your name?" the gentleman asked. "Barney Ghegan, zur." "Are you perfectly loyal to the North?
The evening before their departure was one of mild, charming beauty, and as the dining-room was partially dismantled, it was Mr. Vosburgh's fancy to have the supper-table spread on the veranda. The meal was scarcely finished when a tall, broad-shouldered man appeared at the foot of the steps, and Sally, the pretty waitress, manifested a blushing consciousness of his presence. "Wud Mr.
Vosburgh's house, for by her departure she removed a great peril from her employers and friends. She was sufficiently composed, however, to put on a heavy veil and gloves, and so reached her son in safety. Until the evening of the third day of the riot, the dwelling in which they cowered escaped the fury of the mob, although occupied by several colored families.
Merwyn went away chilled and saddened anew, yet feeling that his reception had been all that he had a right to expect. There had been no lack of politeness on Mr. Vosburgh's part, but his manner had not been that of a friend. "He has recognized that I am under some secret restraint," Merwyn thought, "and distrusts me at last. He probably thinks, with his daughter, that I am afraid to go.
I shall try to look at right and duty as she would." As he concluded, Mr. Vosburgh's face softened somewhat. For a while the young man's sentences had been a little formal and studied, evidently the result of much consideration; they had nevertheless the impress of truth. The gentleman's thought was: "If Mr. Merwyn makes good his words by deeds this affair has not yet ended.
Take the good old doctrine to your relenting heart and don't forgive him until he 'brings forth fruits meet for repentance. I'm proud of you that you gave the young aristocrat such a wholesome lesson in regard to genuine American manhood and womanhood." Mrs. Vosburgh's reception of her husband was a blending of welcome and reproaches. What right had he to overwhelm them with anxiety, etc., etc.?
I know she will not welcome any one whom she believes to be unworthy to enter. I will tell her all that you have said." "I do not hope to be welcomed, sir. I only ask to be received with some degree of charity. May I call on you to-morrow and learn Miss Vosburgh's decision?" "Certainly, at any hour convenient to you." Merwyn bowed and retired.
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