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A Terrible Secret by May Agnes Fleming
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of the hall chandelier he stood revealed, a big fellow, with eyes and
hair raven black, and a bold, bronzed face.

"What, William! friend of my childhood's days, 'none knew thee but to
love thee, none named thee but to praise'--not a word of welcome?
Stricken dumb at sight of the prodigal son! I say! Where's the rest?
The baronet, you know, and my sister, and the new wife and kid? In the
dining-room?"

"In the dining-room," Mr. Hooper is but just able to gasp, as with
horror pictured on his face he falls back.

"All right, then. Don't fatigue your venerable shanks preceding me. I
know the way. Bless you, William, bless you, and be happy!"

He bounces up the stairs, this lively young man, and the next instant,
hat in hand, stands in the large, handsome, brilliantly lit
dining-room. They are still lingering over the dessert, and with a
simultaneous cry, and as if by one impulse, the three start to their
feet and stand confounded. The young man strikes a tragic theatrical
attitude.

"Scene--dining-room of the reprobate 'Don Giovanni'--tremulo music,
lights half down--_enter_ statue of virtuous Don Pedro." He breaks
into a rollicking laugh and changes his tone for that of every-day
life. "Didn't expect me, did you?" he says, addressing everybody.
"Joyful surprise, isn't it? Inez, how do? Baronet, your humble
servant. Sorry to intrude, but I've been told my wife is here, and
I've come after her, naturally. And here she is. Ethel, my darling,
who'd have thought of seeing _you_ at Catheron Royals, an honored
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