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or. "Well, when you get over it, let me hear from you occasionally." "Never fear; you will hear from me oftener than you will like," she flashed out at him, with a look that made him cringe, as she laid her hand upon the knob of the door. "Stay, Giulia! Aren't you going to let me have a word with Ino? Here, you black-eyed little rascal, haven't you anything to say to your daddy?" he added, in a coaxing tone to the child. "Mamma, may I talk to papa?" queried the little one, turning a pleading glance upon his mother. "By the way," interposed the man, before she could reply, "you must put a stop to the youngster calling me that; it might be awkward, you see, if we should happen to meet some time upon the street. I like the little chap well enough, but you must teach him to keep his mouth shut when he comes near me." "Who taught him the name?" sharply retorted Giulia. "Who boasted how bright and clever he was the first time he uttered the English word?" Her listener flushed hotly and frowned. "Your tongue is very sharp, Giulia," he said. "It would be more to your advantage to be upon good terms with me." She made no reply, but, opening the door, passed out into the hall, he following her. "As you will," he curtly said; then added, imperatively: "Come this way," and, leading her to the front door, he let her quietly out, glad to be rid of her before the butler or any of the other servants could learn of her presence in the house. He watched her pass down the steps and out upon the street, then, softly closing the door, went back to the library. He threw himself into a chair with a long-drawn sigh. "I am afraid she means mischief," he muttered, with a frown. "I must get Edith away as soon as possible; I would not have them meet for anything. What a little vixen the girl is, curse her!" He glanced at the clock. It was five minutes of three, and twenty-fire since he went up to Edith's room. "It is about time she came down," he mused, with a shrug of impatience. He arose and paced the room for a few moments, then passed out into the hall and listened. The house was very still; he could not detect a sound anywhere. He went slowly upstairs, walked up and down the hall once or twice, then rapped again upon Edith's door. There was no response from within. He knocked again. Still silence! He tried the door. It was not locked; it yielded to his touch, and he pushed it open. A q
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