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Updated: June 27, 2025
It was her father, she was sure. She half turned, her cheeks wet with tears. "What is it?" she sobbed. "Father " "It is I, Eden." And through a rift of understanding there filtered the sound of Usselex's voice. With the flutter of a bird surprised, she looked up. She started, and would have risen, but the hand weighed her down.
The tenor wasn't half bad, I admit. Mr. Usselex, I am glad to see you." Maule had risen at Usselex's entrance and made a step forward to greet him. "I stopped on my way to Delmonico's," he added, lightly. "I made sure you were both going." "Yes," Usselex answered. "The carriage is at the door now. We can give you a lift if you care to." He turned to Eden. "Shall I ring for your wrap?"
"No, Eden, not that," her father answered; but he spoke despondently, with the air of a man battling against a stream, and conscious of the futility of the effort. "No, not that; you misunderstand. I mean this: you have confounded suspicion with proof. Whoever this woman is, Usselex's relations with her may be irreproachable. Mind you, I don't say they are; I say they may be.
I wish, instead of lying across the square in a coffin, he could be here now. However, he came to see me one day. I happened to mention Usselex's name, and he told me certain rumors about him. The next afternoon I went to Usselex on the subject. 'I have already written to you on the matter, he said; and sure enough, when I got back here, I found the letter waiting. Would you like to see it?"
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