Was It Right to Forgive? A Domestic RomanceBarr, Amelia E.
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Was It Right to Forgive? A Domestic Romance
Barr, Amelia E.
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"I saw Rose go into Delmonico's this afternoon, after the matinee.
There was a person with her who has often been with her lately--that
is, when Rose is without Mrs. Filmer's company."
"Who is he?"
"I do not know him. I have not liked to ask any questions about him.
He is tall, with a supple, languid figure. He has the face of a fallen
angel, handsome and wicked. I have noticed his eyes particularly,
because, though he is dark as a Mexican, the eyes are a calm frosty
blue--cold and cruel."
"I know whom you mean. His name is Duval. So Rose was with him
to-day?"
"You see what a position this confidence places me in--an informer
against the girl I would die for. But I do not speak without good
reason. I followed them into the restaurant. They had a bottle of
champagne; then this scoundrel rang for another, though it was evident
Rose had already taken quite enough."
"Well, Antony? Speak out, man."
"I went up, then, to Rose. I said, 'Miss Filmer, I am sent for you.
You must return at once. There is no time to lose.'"
"Well?"
"She trembled, and asked: 'Is my father ill? Has anything happened to
Harry? What is the matter, Mr. Van Hoosen?' And I said, 'You had
better hasten home, Miss Filmer.'"
"What did Duval say?"
"He bowed and palavered, and got out of the way as quickly as
possible. Poor little Rose was sick and white with fear; he understood
my meaning well enough. I left Rose at her own door. I did not wish to
explain to Mrs. Filmer then. But I must speak to you, Harry, for Rose
is in danger. I love her, and will devote my life to her welfare. She
loves me, though she will not trust her heart when it tells her so.
To-morrow I am going to see your father and mother, and make an offer
for your sister's hand. But I find it impossible to point out the
danger in which this dear little Rose lives. Yet they should know it,
for, oh, Harry! her salvation may depend upon their knowledge, and
their willingness that she may be taken out of temptation."
"Can you do this?"
"I can."
"Will you do it?"
"I will. I shall live for her, and her alone."
"Pardon me, Antony, if I suggest that cash may have a great deal to do
with this proposal."
"I am rich. I shall spend all I have to save her. I shall take her to
Europe for a year. All that love and money can do to make her strong
shall be done."
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