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The mother did not call for help, but sat by the bedside of her daughter, and waited for the issue of this new struggle between life and death. There was no visible excitement, but her mouth was closely set and her cold blue eyes fixed in a kind of vacant stare. Edith was Mrs. Dinneford's only child, and she had loved her with the strong, selfish love of a worldly and ambitious woman.
An unguarded word here, a look of mutual intelligence there, a sudden silence when she appeared, an unusual soberness of demeanor and evident absorbed interest in something they were careful to conceal, had the effect to quicken all Mrs. Dinneford's alarms and suspicions.
"Thank you for the compliment," said Freeling, his lips reflecting the smile on hers. "You must think of some expedient." Mrs. Dinneford's manner grew impressive. She spoke with emphasis and deliberation. "Beyond the sum of two thousand dollars, which I will get for you by to-morrow, I shall not advance a single penny. You may set that down as sure.
Granger lifted a half-surprised look to Mr. Dinneford's face. "Thank you," he replied, after a few moments' thought. "I shall never forget your kindness, but I prefer remaining here for a few days, until I can confer with my friends and make some decision as to the future." Granger's manner grew reserved, almost embarrassed. Mr. Dinneford was not wrong in his impression of the cause.
Dinneford's last remark; "in the mean time I will examine the ground thoroughly and see how it looks." "Don't hesitate to make any use you can of Granger," suggested the lady. "He has done his part toward getting things tangled, and must help to untangle them." "All right, ma'am." And they separated, Mrs. Dinneford reaching the street by one door of the hotel, and Freeling by another.
It mattered not for the personal quality of the scion of the house; he might be as coarse and common as his father before him, or weak, mean, selfish, and debased by sensual indulgence. This was of little account. To lift Edith to the higher social level was the all in all of Mrs. Dinneford's ambition. But Mr.
"It was put out to nurse," said the doctor, "and that is all I know about it." Beyond this he would say nothing. Granger was not taken to the State's prison after his sentence, but to an insane asylum. Reason gave way under the terrible ordeal through which he had been made to pass. "Mother," said Edith, one day, in a tone that caused Mrs. Dinneford's heart to leap.
Bray, in a voice that left no doubt on Mrs. Dinneford's mind. "Was the woman the same to whom we gave the baby?" "No; she got rid of it in less than a month." "What did she do with it?" "Sold it for five dollars, after she had spent all the money she received from you in drink and lottery-policies." "Sold it for five dollars!"
Nearly all checks were drawn and all business paper endorsed by the younger partner, who became the financier of the concern, and had the management of all negotiations for money in and out of bank. One morning, shortly after the first of Mr. Dinneford's notes was paid, Granger saw his mother-in-law come into the store. Freeling was at the counter. They talked together for some time, and then Mrs.
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