What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. This costume, though somewhat extravagant, displayed his slight, but perfectly-proportioned figure to the greatest advantage. “You cannot seriously believe,” he said, “that at the present moment I care a snap of the fingers whether I have any dinner or not. ’ Fresh suspicion kindled in his breast.
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