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To the astonishment of proud old Detroit, Miss Worthington seemed to show no desire to open her superb palace home to society, and the great world slowly crystallized to the conclusion that she had found a new field in the affairs of the vast estate now absolutely under her own control.
"Guess she's more dangerous than Jethro, now that we've clipped his wings a little." The congressman had heard of Bob's infatuation. Isaac D. Worthington, however, was in a good humor this evening and was moved by a certain curiosity to inspect the girl. Though what he had seen and heard of his son's conduct with her had annoyed him, he did not regard it seriously.
If she had written to him once, if she had come to him once, would he have desisted? He could not say the fires of hatred had burned so fiercely, and still burned so fiercely, that he clenched his fists when it came over him that Isaac Worthington was at last in his power.
It isn't the same in any two places. In Arizona a shower is news. In New Orleans the boll-weevil is news. In Worthington anything about your father is news: in Denver they don't care a hoot about your father; so, unless he elopes or dies, or buys a fake Titian, or breaks the flying-machine record, or lectures on medical quackery, he isn't news away from home. If Mrs.
Worthington replied, "I fancy he begins to look old and worn with this perpetual call for money from us. We must economize." "Never mind, when I get Bob Harney I'll pay off old scores," 'Lina said, laughingly, as she arose from the table, and went to look over her wardrobe. Meanwhile Hugh had returned, meeting in the kitchen with Lulu. "Well, Lu, what is it? What's happened?"
I don't care anything about that. Money counts in the long run." "If money counted with this school-teacher, it would be a simple matter. I think you'll find it doesn't." "I've known you to make some serious mistakes," snapped Mr. Worthington. "Then why do you ask for my advice?" "I'll send for her, and appeal to her better nature," said Mr. Worthington, with an unconscious and sublime irony.
Worthington were there. After they left he had to attend a conference himself. I alone heard what passed when Mr. Worthington returned." "You are at liberty to " "Mrs. Brainard. You do not understand. I have no reason to want to make you " An office boy tapped on the door and entered. "Mr. Brainard wants you, Miss Dunlap." "I cannot explain now," resumed Constance.
"I don't think we ever had a better teacher. She's quiet, and nice appearin', and attends to her business." Mr. Dodd pulled his tuft, and cocked his head. "Mr. Worthington holds a note of yours, don't he, Jonathan?" Mr. Hill reflected. He said he thought perhaps Mr. Worthington did. "Well," said Mr. Dodd, "I guess we might as well go along up to the jedge now as any time."
The artist sat pensive for a few moments, wondering at the ways of women, his sympathies unaccountably enlisted in behalf of Mr. Worthington. "Weren't you a little hard on him?" he said. For answer Cynthia got to her feet. "I think we ought to be going home," she said. "Going home!" he ejaculated in amazement.
Worthington listened very carefully to Bessie's story and then said: "Bessie, I am so glad you have told me all this yourself, and have held nothing back nor blamed Nora. God will take care of the matter, and I believe that your lesson is a lasting one. And now, my child; you can see your great need of sanctification.
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