Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
"Very little," I answered. "I did not wish you to think ill of me.
There is nothing that can wound the feelings more than ingratitude; and
the kindness with which you once treated me, was the reason why I have
been so desirous of proving to you that I have not been ungrateful. You
have now evidence that will enable you to judge between Adkins and
myself; and after this interview, I will trouble you no more, for I do
not desire to insist upon a renewal of the friendship you have
suspected. I only wished you to know that I had given you no cause for
discontinuing it."
"Now, gentlemen!" said Adkins, "having been amused by all each of you
has to say, I suppose I may be allowed to take my leave of you; and,"
said he, turning to Mrs Hyland, "I'll see you again, madam, when you
have not quite so much interesting company to engage your attention."
He arose, and was moving towards the door.
"Stop!" shouted Mason, stepping before him. "Mrs Hyland," continued
the steward, "I know enough about this man, and his management of your
business, to justify you in giving him in charge to a policeman. Shall
I call one?"
For a minute Mrs Hyland was silent.
I looked at Adkins, and saw that my triumph over him was complete. His
own appearance condemned him; and anyone to have seen him at that
moment--humiliated, cowed, and guilty--would ever after have dreaded
doing wrong; through very fear of looking as he did.
In truth, he presented a melancholy spectacle: for he had not the
courage to assume even a show of manliness.
To complete my triumph, and his discomposure, Lenore, who had been all
the while listening with eager interest, and apparent pleasure to what
had been said, cried out, "Let him go, mother, if he will promise never
to come near us again!"
"Yes, let him go!" repeated Mrs Hyland. "I must think before I can
act."
Mason opened the door; and Adkins sneaked out in a fashion that was
painful, even for me--his enemy--to behold. After his departure, each
waited for the other to speak.
The silence was broken by Mrs Hyland, who said:
"Of you, Mr Wilton, and you, Mr Mason, I have often heard my late
husband speak in the highest terms; and I know of no reason, why I
should not believe what you have told me."
"With you, Rowland," she continued, turning her eyes upon me, with
something of the old friendly look, "with you, I have been acquainted
many years; and the principal reason I had for doubting your integrity
and truthfulness, was because I thought that, had you possessed the
regard for us, you should have had, you would certainly have come back
after the death of my husband.
"You did not; and the circumstance, as you will admit, was strong
against you. I have now much reason to believe that I have been
deceived in Adkins; and I do not know whom to trust. I must suppose
that all of you have come here without any ill feeling towards me: for I
know not why you should wish to do me an injury.
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