Vane of the Timberlands by Harold Bindloss
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this. For the rest, he was conscious of a strong resentment against the
man. Evelyn had told him that he had started handicapped. "It can't reflect upon her unless you talk about it, and both you and Mrs. Chisholm have sense enough to refrain from doing that," he answered dryly. "I can't flatter myself that Evelyn will grieve over me." Then his manner changed. "Now we'll get down to business. I don't purpose to call in that loan, which will, no doubt, be a relief to you." He rose leisurely and strolled out of the room. Shortly afterward he met Carroll in the hall, and the latter glanced at him sharply. "What have you been doing?" he inquired. "There's a look in your eyes I seem to remember." Vane laughed. "I suppose I've been outraging the rules of decency; but I don't feel ashamed. I've been acting the uncivilized Westerner, though it's possible that I rather strained the part. To come to the point, however, we pull out for the Dominion first thing to-morrow." Carroll asked no further questions; he did not think it would serve any purpose. He contented himself with making arrangements for their departure, which they took early on the morrow. Vane had a brief interview with Mabel, and then by her contrivance he secured a word or two with Evelyn alone. |
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