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Davis, Richard Harding, 1864-1916

"Gallegher and Other Stories"

Yet I will keep this, if you will let me, and
I thank you, my dear young lady, for what you have said. I thank you
from the bottom of my heart. You are as good and as kind as your
mother was, and--I can say nothing, believe me, in higher praise."
He rose slowly and made a movement as if to leave the room, and then,
as if the excitement of this sudden return into the past could not be
shaken off so readily, he started forward with a move of sudden
determination.
"I think," he said, "I will go to Henry Burgoyne's house at once, to-
night. I will act on what you have suggested. I will see if this has
or has not been one long, unprofitable mistake. If my visit should be
fruitless, I will send you this coin to add to your collection of
dishonored honors, but if it should result as I hope it may, it will
be your doing, Miss Catherwaight, and two old men will have much to
thank you for. Good-night," he said as he bowed above her hand, "and--
God bless you!"
Miss Catherwaight flushed slightly at what he had said, and sat
looking down at the floor for a moment after the door had closed
behind him.
Young Mr. Latimer moved uneasily in his chair. The routine of the
office had been strangely disturbed that day, and he now failed to
recognize in the girl before him with reddened cheeks and trembling
eyelashes the cold, self-possessed young woman of society whom he had
formerly known.


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