Finger Posts on the Way of Life by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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shares of Riverland stock, the property of Mrs. Lloyd here, which I
presumed you would like to buy." "You were not out of the way in your presumption. Have you made the sale?" "Oh yes. Not finding you in, I saw Mr. Jones, who took the shares at a word." "At what price?" "Eighty-two. I have his note at sixty days for the amount, which you know is perfectly good." "Mrs. Lloyd need not have the slightest hesitation in accepting it; and if she wishes the money, I can get it cashed for her." Then rising, he added, "I will leave you now, Mrs. Lloyd, as business requires both your attention and mine. To-morrow I will do myself the pleasure to call on you again." As Mr. Smith bowed himself out, he noticed, more particularly, the beautiful smile of the elder daughter, whose eyes, humid from grateful emotion, were fixed on his countenance with an expression that haunted him for hours afterward. "I hardly think that paid," was the remark of Mr. Jones, on meeting Mr. Smith some hours afterward. "What?" asked the latter. |
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