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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"


"I ask you, Clayton," he said, "what refuge is there for a man of
peace? My own child, leading me out into the night, and inquiring
on the way over if I did not feel that the commandment not to kill
was a serious error."
"Of course he's going," she said. "He has been making the most
outrageous excuses, just to hear mother and me reply to them. And
all the time nothing would hold him back."
"My dear," said the rector solemnly. "T shall have to tell you
something. I shall have to lay bare the secrets of my heart. How
are you, Nolan? Delight, they will not take me. I have three back
teeth on a plate. I have never told you this before. I did not
wish to ruin your belief that I am perfect. But - "
In the laugh that greeted this Graham returned. He was, Clayton
saw, vaguely puzzled by the rector and rather incredulous as to
Delight's attitude.
"Do you really want him to go?" he asked her.
"Of course. Aren't you going? Isn't everybody who is worth
anything going? I'd go myself if I could.


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