I—listen. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father. "No," replied Wild; "and I've only listened to your absurd proposal to see how far your insane attachment to this lad would carry you. There's nothing on the card to indicate it, but I'm a detective. And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room. Gerald smiled and excused himself with the Poussaint girl, whose mouth pinched together as she threw a dagger glance at the voluptuous Madame Valade. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. "Well?" he said, as Spurlock reached his side. He might go on as the devoted lover until he tired.
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