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Caruthers filled a glass with ice and brandy and soda, and walked back to his place by the mantel, on which he rested his arm, while he clinked the ice in the glass and looked down into it. "I was at the first night of 'The Sultana' this evening," said Van Bibber, slowly and uncertainly. "Oh, yes," assented the elder man, politely, and tasting his drink. "Lester's new piece. Was it any good?"
How dreadful must then have been the state of his mind when, repairing to Lester's house he found it the house of death the pure, the beautiful spirit gone the father mourning for his child, and not to be comforted and Ellinor! No! scenes like these, thoughts like these, pluck the pride from a man's heart.
Dinsmore and his daughter alighted. With the quick eye of affection the mother at once noted the sadness of her daughter's countenance, of Lester's also, and scarcely had she exchanged the morning greetings with them ere she inquired the cause. Lester silently handed her Eric's open letter. Tears trembled in the soft brown eyes as she read.
All told, they would stand to invest jointly the sum of ninety-five thousand, or possibly one hundred thousand dollars, of which Lester's share would be fifty thousand. Then Mr. Ross began to figure on the profits.
It arrived at the Auditorium, and Jennie was escorted to Lester's room. Watson had been considerate. He had talked little, leaving her to her thoughts. In this great hotel she felt diffident after so long a period of complete retirement. As she entered the room she looked at Lester with large, gray, sympathetic eyes.
"It would be wonderful if they had not, child," said Lester, soothingly; and he changed the conversation to other topics. As concluding their walk, they re-entered the village, they encountered that most welcome of all visitants to a country village, the postman a tall, thin pedestrian, famous for swiftness of foot, with a cheerful face, a swinging gait, and Lester's bag slung over his shoulder.
And you must come and stay with us the minute we get back from our honeymoon. We are to be married to-morrow morning. "P.S. Don't worry it's all quite proper and respectable. I'm to go straight to the house of one of Lester's sisters in London. "P.P.S. I'm frantically happy." Sara's eyes were wet when she finished the perusal of the hastily scribbled letter.
"All right, all safe, tell the lady," cried a clear, exulting voice from below: "here's sweet little Miss Nellie, without a scratch on her." It was Lester's shout from the yard, and it rang through all the building. "Do you hear, Ruth? do you hear?" I screamed, beside myself with joy and thankfulness. "He has saved your husband a dozen times, that hero, and now he brings back your child to you.
"This is a pretty, retired spot," quoth the Traveller, as at length he finished his repast, and threw himself back on his chair a very pretty spot. Whose neat old-fashioned house was that I passed on the green, with the gable-ends and the flower-plots in front? "Oh, the Squire's," answered Peter; "Squire Lester's an excellent gentleman."
"He mustn't lose it," she said; "it isn't fair that he should." "I am most delighted to hear you say that, Mrs. Mrs. Kane," he went on, using for the first time her improbable title as Lester's wife, without hesitation. "I may as well be very frank with you, and say that I feared you might take this information in quite another spirit.
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