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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"

Don't look like that, Natalie. She
knew I generally carried money with me."
"Oh, I'm not jealous! Audrey probably thinks of you as a sort of
grandfather, anyhow. It's not that. It is your keeping the thing
from me."
"It was not my secret."
But Natalie was jealous. She had that curious jealousy of her
friends which some women are cursed with, of being first in their
regard and their confidence. A slow and smoldering anger against
Audrey, which had nothing whatever to do with Clayton, darkened
her eyes.
"I'm through with Audrey. That's all," she said.
And the man across regarded her with a sort of puzzled wonder.
Her indignation against Clayton took the form of calculation; and
she was quick to pursue her advantage. In the library she produced
the new and enlarged plans for the house.
"Roddie says he has tried to call you at the mill, but you are
always out of your office. So he sent these around to-day."
True to the resolution he had made that night in the hospital, he
went over them carefully.


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