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I have begged my father, and he has promised me, to keep the cause of this rupture secret. No one shall know from either of us that James Zabel has any flaw in his nature. The next letter was dated some months later. It is to Philemon: DEAR PHILEMON: The gloves are too small; besides, I never wear gloves.
"Yes, there are soldiers in El Menair, Abu Zabel, El Khankah, and many other villages along the fresh-water canal," said Belbeis. "They will all be warned, and the country will be scoured. We must not fear, but ride hard, keeping as far in the desert as possible." They now pushed on again, and in a short time the disused railroad between Cairo and Suez was reached.
Much as I have always loved and revered my father, I find it impossible not to hope that in his wish to see me united to Philemon he has resorted to an unworthy subterfuge to separate us; therefore I give you our interview word for word. May it shock you as much as it shocked me. Here is what he said first: "Agatha, you cannot marry James Zabel. He is not an honest man.
Not only the moon-lighted door, but the little windows on each side of it remained shut, and there was no evidence that the knock had been heard. "Zabel! John Zabel!" shouted the constable, stepping around the side of the house. "Get up, my good friends, and let an old crony in. James! John! Late as it is, we have business with you. Open the door; don't stop to dress."
R. Assuredly; she wondered what they would lay to her charge. Q. Then she had not bewitched them? R. No; God forbid it. Q. Why, then, if she were innocent, had she promised old Katie another little pig, when her sow should litter? R. She did that out of kind-heartedness. Q. What cattle had she cured? R. Zabel his red cow; item, Witthan her pig, and old Lizzie's own cow.
I remembered the suppressed excitement which had been in James Zabel's face when he handed me over the money, and I remembered also that you loved him, or thought you did, and that, love or no love, you were pledged to marry him. If I had not recalled all this I might have proceeded more warily. As it was, I took the bold and open course and gave James Zabel an opportunity to explain himself.
Sutherland, who naturally believed she referred to Zabel, and who, one and all, had a lingering tenderness for this unfortunate old man, which not even this seeming act of madness on his part could quite destroy, felt a species of reaction at this, and surveyed the singular being before them with, perhaps, the slightest shade of relenting in their severity.
A note this time in answer to one from John Zabel: DEAR JOHN: Thank you for words which could have come from nobody else. My child is dead. Could I expect anything different? If I did, God has rebuked me. Philemon thinks only of me. We understand each other so perfectly now that our greatest suffering comes in seeing each other's pain.
He did not want to be the means of a second break, and besides, and this, I think, was at the bottom of the stand he took, for James Zabel was always the proudest man I ever knew, he never could bear, he said, to give to one like Agatha a name which he knew and she knew was not entirely free from reproach.
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