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"True," with an amused look. "Why didn't you brandish one over me?" "Over you?" laughing again. "You and Percy were two different men." "Much obliged," lifting his hat with mock gravity. "Well, we are 'two different men, still; just let your pretty little head rest, and leave Percy to me." "I wish to Heaven you had made an end " "'Ah-h-h. I have sighed to rest me," warbled Davlin.
You see I did discover it. Will you put off this romantic marriage to oblige me?" Percy was trying very hard to think. If he could believe it was because he had found favor in her eyes, that she asked this. But no; even his vanity could not credit that suggestion. Of late she had openly shown a preference for Davlin. What, then, could be her motive?
Of course, Davlin is glad to have him withdraw; that is, if he knows, as he must, that the papers are not in Percy's hands." "Then all depends upon Madeline now?" "All depends upon Madeline." "Poor Philip," sighed Olive, "what would he say if he knew that his fate rests in the hands of a mere girl?"
Drawing her chair close to that occupied by her companion, she resumed in a low voice: "Yesterday Miss Arthur sent me to the village to purchase some trifling articles for the adornment of her precious person. Returning through the woods, I came upon Mr. Davlin and his 'sister, conversing very earnestly, just at the lower end of the terrace.
"Was there any ill-feeling between your husband and Davlin?" "There was no open misunderstanding, but I know there was mutual dislike. Philip saw that Davlin was making systematic efforts to win money from the party, and had therefore persuaded one or two of his friends to give gaming little countenance. No doubt he kept money out of the man's pocket."
"I don't know why Miss Arthur can want a maid; her toilets are always perfection," remarked Mr. Davlin to the general assembly. Whereupon, Miss Arthur blushed, giggled, and disclaimed; Mrs. Arthur disappeared behind a newspaper; and Mr. Arthur emerged from the fog of thought that had enveloped him, to say brusquely: "Miss Arthur want a maid? what's all this?
Lounging near her, his feet lazily outstretched toward the fire, was Lucian Davlin. "What did you write to Percy?" he inquired, consulting his watch. "Just what you told me; that I had something of importance to communicate, and desired him to call to-day at two," replied Cora. "But aren't you looking a little too well for a lady who has been so desperately ill?
Thus Hickory Sam reigned supreme in Salt Lick, and every one in the place was willing and eager to stand treat to Sam, or to drink with him when invited. Sam's chief place of resort in Salt Lick was the Hades Saloon, kept by Mike Davlin.
"Well, laugh," said Cora, half laughing herself, "but I am beginning to feel ambitious. Do let's try to set something afoot to make us feel as if we were alive, and glad that we were." "Agreed, Cora," cried Miss Arthur, gushingly, "only tell us what it shall be." "Suggest, suggest;" this from Davlin. The spinster glanced up coquettishly, "Edward, you suggest."
Little by little Clarence Vaughan extracted from the old man the details of the plausible scheme by which Davlin and Cora had succeeded in transferring a very considerable amount of cash from his pockets to their own. He felt elated at the result of this interview. It placed a weapon in his hands that might be wielded with telling effect when time served.
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