Infelice by Augusta Jane Evans Wilson
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"Not that I am aware of. What suggests such an idea?"
"She receives your friendly overtures so graciously, and rejected mine with such chill politeness. I presume you are aware of the fact that we have a joint guardianship over this child?" "If you will walk into the library, where we can escape intrusion, I should like to have some confidential conversation with you." When he had placed his visitor in his own easy chair, and locked the door of the library, Mr. Hargrove sat down beside the oval table, and, folding his hands before him, leaned forward scrutinizing the handsome non-committal face of the stranger, and conjecturing how far he would be warranted in unburdening his own oppressed heart. Coolly impassive, and without a vestige of curious interest, the lawyer quietly met his incisive gaze. "Mr. Palma, may I ask whether Regina's mother has unreservedly communicated her history to you?" "She has acquainted me with only a few facts, concerning which she desired legal advice." "Has she given you her real name?" "I know her only as Madame Odille Orphia Orme, an actress of very remarkable beauty and great talent." "Do you understand the peculiar circumstances that attended her |
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