The Price of Blood: An Extravaganza of New York Life in 1807 — John Shaqi
The Price of Blood: An Extravaganza of New York Life in 1807Pyle, Howard
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The Price of Blood: An Extravaganza of New York Life in 1807
Pyle, Howard
New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction
These words were uttered with a paroxysm of passion such as the young
lady was entirely unable to account for. Never before had she beheld
our hero exhibit anything but the utmost delicacy and gentleness of
manner; and now, not in the least understanding the reason for his
fury, she gazed upon him with astonishment, in which terror was almost
the entire component part. These emotions, however, gradually gave
place to an increasing and generous indignation at what she considered
the unmerited violence exhibited by a young man against another old
enough to be his grandsire.
"Upon my word, Mr. Griscombe," she cried indignantly, "I profess I
am entirely at a loss to understand your anger against this poor old
gentleman. What, may I ask, is the reason of your excessive fury at so
harmless a request as that which he has proffered?"
"Madame," exclaimed Griscombe, vehemently, "I cannot explain it to you."
"I confess," she cried with still more heat than before, "I cannot
understand your violence, unless it is that you fear to appear
ridiculous by indulging this poor old gentleman in his innocent
whim." And then, upon our hero's continued silence, she added: "I
could not have believed it possible that you could have exhibited so
much impatience and anger at so slight a cause. My opinion of you
is altogether altered from what it was; nor can I again recover my
original favorable impression unless you offer such reparation as lies
in your power by accepting the fee which has been so generously offered
you, and by sitting down and gratifying your client with the game of
tit-tat-toe he has requested. Should you decline such reparation, I
can, as I say, never entertain again for you the regard I have until
now experienced."
"Indeed," said the old man, in a gentle voice, but with a smile in
which Griscombe read the most malignant and sinister suggestion, "if
the young gentleman apprehends any malevolent designs upon my part, he
has only to declare what he suspects; and I will go directly away. If,
however, he has nothing with which to accuse me, I, too, shall insist
upon it that he, by way of a penance, shall indulge me with my little
game."
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