“P. "Ah!" he exclaimed, as the painting was turned towards him. Do you see the time?” “I may come and see you?” Ennison asked, as his hand touched hers. "Before to- morrow night that boy shall join his father. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. She explained she was expecting an important interview, and asked that her visitor should be duly shown in. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous.
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