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He's a young man who is just coming to the front, and he's very popular, especially with women." "What's his being popular with women," asked Aline, "got to do with his carrying out my ideas of a house?" "That's just it," said Griswold "it's the woman who generally has the most to say as to how her house shall be built, and this man understands woman.
Griswold here again so soon!" exclaimed Edith, a suspicion crossing her mind that Arthur had arranged for him to take charge of Nina during his absence. "But it shall not be," she thought, "I can prevent her returning to the Asylum, and I will." She might have spared herself all uneasiness, for Dr. Griswold knew nothing of Arthur's absence, and seemed more surprised than she had been.
"I would, but for the fear that Edith will be lost to me forever," Arthur answered faintly, and Dr. Griswold replied, "Better so than lost herself. Why not be candid with her; tell her everything; go over the entire past, and if she truly loves you, she will wait, years and years if need be. She's young yet, too young to be a wife. Will you tell her?"
We know, moreover, that he did not appoint Griswold his literary executor, and that the document used by the latter as a means of deriving from that assumed office an opportunity of vindictive defamation was drawn up after the poet's death by Griswold himself.
"Then you think you DO think she loves me," and Arthur looked eagerly at his friend, who answered, "I think nothing, save that she will marry Mr. Harrington. Your cousin told me there was a rumor to that effect. She is often at Collingwood, and ought to be posted." "Griswold, I wish I were dead," exclaimed Arthur.
The furtive eye of Rufus Griswold marked well the evident attraction between these two beautiful and gifted beings poets and something like murder awoke in his heart. The tete-a-tete was interrupted by Miss Lynch, who declared that she voiced the wish of all present in requesting that Mr. Poe would recite "The Raven."
"It was offered by the wireless operator," continued Captain Griswold, "although he offered it unconsciously." "Explain," Jack requested. "Well, Harrington thought he heard his instrument clicking. He figured it was you, whom we had just sighted. He broke through the Germans on deck and dashed below. He locked himself in his room and began talking to you.
"No!" almost shouted Miss Proctor. Her tone was no longer cold it was volcanic. Her eyes, flashing beautifully, were fixed upon Griswold. She made a gesture as though to sweep Charles out of the room. "Please go!" she demanded. "This does not concern you." Her tone was one not lightly to be disregarded. Charles disregarded it. "It does concern me," he said briskly.
It should have warned Griswold that he would have been safer under the bed. "Stop pretending!" cried Griswold. "I won't have it!" "I don't understand," said Miss Proctor. She spoke in the same cold voice, only now it had dropped several degrees nearer freezing. "I don't think you understand yourself. You won't have what?" Griswold now was frightened, and that made him reckless.
Extended from her at arm's length, she held a photograph of herself in a heavy silver frame; and, as though it were a weapon, she was brandishing it in the face of Chester Griswold. As Cochran, in amazement, halted in the doorway she was exclaiming: "I told you I didn't know Charles Cochran! I tell you so now! If you can't believe me-"
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