The Spread Eagle and Other Stories by Gouverneur Morris
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of the bitterness in which I had come.... And I left the papers in your
keeping.... I thought--for I have known mostly evil--that, perhaps, you would destroy them.... It never entered your head.... Your are clean white--and so are your girls and your boy.... I did not expect to find white people in possession. Why should I?... But I said, 'Surely the Englishman isn't white--he is after the money.' But right away I began to have that feeling, too, smoothed out of me.... And now, when he finds that instead of Dorothy being an heiress she is a pauper, he says, 'But surely, Dorothy is still yours to give!' "I was a fool to come. Yet I am glad." Neither Ballin nor the earl spoke. "Could I have this room to myself for a little while?" asked Forrest. "Of course," said Ballin; "it is yours." Forrest bowed; the corners of his mouth turned a little upward. "Will you come back in an hour--you, alone, cousin?" Ballin nodded quietly. "Come along, Charlie," he said, and together they left the room. But when Ballin returned alone, an hour later, the room was empty. Upon the Signer's writing-desk was a package addressed collectively to "The Ballins," and in one corner was written, "Blood will tell." The package, on being opened, proved to contain nothing more substantial |
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