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Vosburgh made her appearance early, and was almost as skilful a hostess as her daughter. But few of the guests remained long. They had merely come to enjoy a pleasant half-hour or more under circumstances eminently agreeable, and would then drive on and pay one or two visits in the vicinity. That was the way in which nearly all Marian's "friendships" began.
Vosburgh, following closely, heard the ominous "sing" of more than one bullet. The man who had come that day to the protection of his home and child should not be left to the mercy of strangers, should he fall. To his surprise he soon saw that Merwyn had shifted his club to his left hand, and that he was fighting with a revolver.
Vosburgh, looking over his paper at the breakfast-table, laughed and said: "What do you think of this, Marian? Here is Merwyn's name down for a large donation to the Sanitary and Christian Commissions." His daughter smiled satirically as she remarked, "Such heroism takes away my breath."
This information was eminently satisfactory, and even sagacious Mr. Vosburgh did not suspect the motives of the lawyer, whom he knew to be eager to retain his good-will, since it was in his power to give much business to those he trusted. "I may become Merwyn's ally after all, if he makes good his own and Mr. Bodoin's words," was his smiling thought, as he returned to his office.
Thank you for such faith as you have had in me;" and he moved off with the others. Mr. Vosburgh muttered, "I shall see this fight, and I shall solve that embodied mystery whom we have thought a coward;" and he followed so near as to keep Merwyn under his eye. A black, sulphurous cloud was rising in the west.
Suwanee, Suwanee, why do you refuse to take this dross from me when I would give my heart's blood to shield you from harm?" "You are talking wildly, Captain Lane," she said, with a laugh. "Your heart belongs to Miss Vosburgh, and therefore all its blood." "She would be the first to demand and expect that I should risk all and give all for one to whom I owe so much and who is so deserving."
Days followed in which this fever was running its course, and Merwyn's reports, ominous in spite of all effort to disguise the deep anxiety felt by Strahan's friends, were made only through Mr. Vosburgh. Marian began to regret her suggestion that the information should come in this way, for she now felt that Merwyn had received the impression that his presence would not be agreeable.
One uses downright sincerity with a friend, and would rather harm himself than that friend." "Why is not this my attitude towards you?" "You, naturally, should know better than I." "Indeed, Miss Vosburgh, you little know the admiration you have excited," he said, gallantly. An inscrutable smile was her only response. "That, however, has become like the air you breathe, no doubt." "Not at all.
It stopped at the corner to the east, and a man alighted and came towards the Vosburgh residence. A moment later Marian whispered, excitedly, "It's Mr. Merwyn." He approached slowly and she thought warily, and began mounting the steps. "Is it Mr. Merwyn?;" she called. "Yes." "I will admit you at the basement door;" and she hastened down.
"Heaven bless the fellow! Wait till I spin my yarn. I shall give him credit for the whole victory." "Write a note to Miss Vosburgh, and I'll send it right down." "Confound it, Merwyn! don't you see I'm winged? You will even have to cut my food for me as if I were a baby." "Very well, you dictate and I'll write. By the way, I have a note for you in my pocket."
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