Vane of the Timberlands by Harold Bindloss
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presumptuous?"
Chisholm was somewhat astonished at his abruptness, but he smiled reassuringly. "No; I can't see why I should do so. You are in a position to maintain a wife in comfort, and I don't think anybody could take exception to your character." He paused a moment. "I suppose you have some idea of how Evelyn regards you?" "Not the faintest. That's the trouble." "Would you like Mrs. Chisholm or myself to mention the matter?" "No," answered Vane decidedly. "In fact, I must ask you not to do anything of the kind. I only wished to make sure of your good will, and now that I'm satisfied on that point, I'd rather wait and speak--when it seems judicious." Chisholm nodded. "I dare say that would be wisest. There is nothing to be gained by being precipitate." Vane thanked him, and waited. He fancied that the transaction--that seemed the best name for it--was not completed yet; but he meant to leave the matter to his companion; he would not help the man. "There's something that had better be mentioned now, distasteful as it is," Chisholm said at length. "I can settle nothing upon Evelyn. As you |
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