Elder Conklin and Other Stories by Frank Harris
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Faculty meeting, instead of trying to get up a groundless accusation
against me." The menace in the words was not due solely to excitement and ill-temper. Mr. Hutchings had been at pains to consider all his relations with the Professor. He had hoped to deceive him, at least for the moment, and gain time--postpone a painful decision. He had begun to wish that the engagement between Roberts and May might be broken off. In six months or a year he would have to declare himself on Gulmore's side; the fact would establish his complicity, and he had feared what he now knew, that Roberts would be the severest of critics--an impossible son- in-law. Besides, in the East, as the daughter of a Member of Congress, May might command a high position--with her looks she could marry any one--while Roberts would be dismissed or compelled to resign his post. A young man without a career who would play censor upon him in his own house was not to be thought of. The engagement must be terminated. May could be brought to understand.... The Professor did not at once grasp the situation in so far as he himself was concerned. But he divined the cause of the lawyer's irritability, and refrained from pushing the argument further. The discussion could, indeed, serve no purpose, save to embitter the quarrel. He therefore answered quietly: "I didn't come here to dispute with you. I came to see May. Is she in?" "No, I think not. I believe she went out some time ago." "In that case I'll go home. Perhaps you'll tell her I called. Good day." "Good day!" |
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