The Gold Bag by Carolyn Wells
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"Must I answer that?" "Yes; I think so; as I must have a clear understanding of the whole affair." "Well, then, he told me that he had no objection to Mr. Hall, personally. But he wished me to make what he called a more brilliant alliance. He wanted me to marry a man of greater wealth and social position." The scorn in Miss Lloyd's voice for her uncle's ambitions was so unmistakable that it made her whole answer seem a compliment to Mr. Hall, rather than the reverse. It implied that the sterling worth of the young secretary was far more to be desired than the riches and rank advocated by her uncle. This time Gregory Hall looked at the speaker with a faint smile, that showed appreciation, if not adoration. But I did not gather from his attitude that he did not adore his beautiful bride-to-be; I only concluded that he was not one to show his feelings in public. However, I couldn't help feeling that I had learned which of the two was more anxious for the engagement to continue. "In what way was your uncle more definite in his threat last night, than he had been heretofore?" the coroner continued. Miss Lloyd gave a little gasp, as if the question she had been |
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