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"Well, I've been
committing a mental murder, if you want to know the facts. Don't
protest. It's done. She's quite dead already."
"Good gracious! And I have reared this young viper! Who is she?"
"I don't intend to make you an accessory, daddy."
But' behind her smile he felt a real hurt. He would have given a
great deal to have taken her in his arms and tried to coax out her
trouble so he might comfort her. But that essential fineness in
him which his worldliness only covered like a veneer told him not
to force her confidence. Only, he wandered off rather disconsolately
to hunt his pipe and to try to realize that Delight was now a woman
grown, and liable to woman's heart-aches.
"What do you think it is?" he asked that night, when after her
nightly custom Mrs. Haverford had reached over from the bed beside
his and with a single competent gesture had taken away his book and
switched off his reading lamp, and he had, with the courage of
darkness, voiced a certain uneasiness.


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