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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"

And if we have - "
"You won't go. Promise me you won't go."
When he hesitated she resorted to her old methods with both Clayton
and the boy. She was doing all she could to make them happy. She
made no demands, none. But when she asked for something that meant
more than life to her, it was refused, of course. She had gone
through all sorts of humiliation to get him that money, and this was
the gratitude she received.
Graham listened. She was a really pathetic figure, crouched in her
low chair, and shaken with terror. She must have rather a bad time;
there were so many things she dared not take to his father. She
brought them to him instead, her small grievances, her elaborate
extravagances, her disappointments. It did not occur to him that
she transferred to his young shoulders many of her own burdens. He
was only grateful for her confidence, and a trifle bewildered by it.
And she had helped him out of a hole just now.
"All right. I promise," he said at last.


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