Jane Cable by George Barr McCutcheon
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as he gathered encouragement from the clear, inviting eyes of the
girl he worshipped. The love in those happy, glowing eyes could not be mistaken for loyal indifference. She was more beautiful than ever to his hungry, patient eyes; she was more desirable, more priceless. David Cable and his wife had been immensely benefited in every way by their months abroad. Jane had found the sunshine for them and it had been her purpose in all these months to keep them free from the shadows. They had travelled Europe over and they had lived in the full warmth of pleasure. Cable took Graydon aside as they entered the hotel. The latter had implored Jane to give him a few minutes alone at the earliest possible moment. "Tell me about your father, Graydon," said David Cable. "He is still in--in Joliet," replied the young man quietly. "He has not offered to help us in clearing up the mystery?" "I have had no word from him, Mr. Cable. He seems to be in his tomb. I am afraid he will not help us, sir. He has said he would not; that means a great deal, I am sorry to say." He then told him of Elias Droom's strange invitation, adding that he believed the old man was ready to reveal all that he knew. "She must go with you to-night, then," said Cable. "It is necessary. She wants to know the truth. She has said so." |
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