His Sombre Rivals by Edward Payson Roe
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"I have already made to myself in substance your last remark." "I know you are not a lady's man, and perhaps for that very reason you are all the more liable to an acute attack." Graham laughed as he rose from the table, and asked, "Should I ever venture to lay siege to Miss St. John, would I not have your blessing?" "Yes, and more than my blessing." "What do you mean by more than your blessing?" "I shall not commit myself until you commit yourself, and I do not wish you to take even the first step without appreciating the risk of the venture." "Why, bless you, aunt," said Graham, now laughing heartily, "how seriously you take it! I have spent but one evening with the girl." The old lady nodded her head significantly as she replied, "I have not lived to my time of life without learning a thing or two. My memory also has not failed as yet. There were young men who looked at me once just as you looked at Grace last evening, and I know what came of it in more than one instance. You are safe now, and you may be invulnerable, although it does not look like it; but if you can see much of Grace St. John and remain untouched you are unlike most men." "I have always had the name of being that, you know. But as the peril |
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