“It was perhaps my fault. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. Alban's to-night. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. ‘But this is not to my blame, grandpére. “The life of a private secretary is positively one of slavery. ’ ‘Nothing would make me do so, except to tell him how you have cheated me. Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk for rope, and the shell for carbon. ” For a moment or two he did not speak. Drummond,” he continued, looking across at his vis-à-vis, “we look to you to give expression to our sentiments. He'd never forgive you.
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