THE UNSPEAKABLE GENTLEMAN
"But what difference does it make now? The road has turned too long ago for us to face about."
"She never spoke to me, never looked at me again!" repeated Mr. Lawton.
My father's fist crashed down on the table, but when he spoke his words were precise and devoid of all emotion.
"And why the devil should she," he answered. "We are not questioning her taste. And you, Jason," he added. "No one will doubt your word, or believe this little romance. Do you wonder why? They will never have the opportunity. Brutus, take them down to the boat."
Brutus stepped forward and laid a hand on my uncle's shoulder. He shrank back.
"George," he cried, "you shall have the money. I swear it, George. I have wronged you, but a"
"Yes," said my father, "I shall have the money, and you too, Jason. I shall have everything. Take them along, Brutus," and they left the room in silence, while my father watched them thoughtfully, and arranged the lapel on his coat.
"Ned," said my father, "the rum_decanter is over on the bookshelves. Good God, where is he going?" for Mr. Aiken had
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