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Title: The Betrayal

Author: E. Phillips Oppenheim

Release Date: November 4, 2005 [eBook #16998]

Language: English

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THE BETRAYAL

by

E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM

1904

CONTENTS

I THE FACE AT THE WINDOW
II GOOD SAMARITANS
III THE CRY IN THE NIGHT
IV MISS MOYAT'S PROMISE
V THE GRACIOUSNESS OF THE DUKE
VI LADY ANGELA GIVES ME SOME ADVICE
VII COLONEL RAY'S RING
VIII A WONDERFUL OFFER
IX TREACHERY
X AN EXPRESSION OF CONFIDENCE
XI HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS
XII AN ACCIDENT
XIII A BRIBE
XIV A RELUCTANT APOLOGY
XV TWO FAIR CALLERS
XVI LADY ANGELA'S ENGAGEMENT
XVII MORE TREACHERY
XVIII IN WHICH I SPEAK OUT
XIX MRS. SMITH-LESSING
XX TWO TO ONE
XXI LADY ANGELA APPROVES
XXII MISS MOYAT MAKES A SCENE
XXIII MOSTYN RAY EXPLAINS
XXIV LORD BLENAVON'S SURRENDER
XXV MY SECRET
XXVI "NOBLESSE OBLIGE"
XXVII FRIEND OF ENEMY?
XXVIII A WOMAN'S TONGUE
XXIX THE LINK IN THE CHAIN
XXX MOSTYN RAY'S LOVE STORY
XXXI MY FATHER'S LETTER
XXXII A PAINFUL ENCOUNTER
XXXIII THE DUKE'S MESSAGE
XXXIV MYSELF AND MY STEPMOTHER
XXXV ANGELA'S CONFESSION
XXXVI I LOSE MY POST
XXXVII LORD CHELSFORD'S DIPLOMACY
XXXVIII A TERRIBLE DISCOVERY
XXXIX THE TRAITOR
XL THE THEORIES OF A NOVELIST

THE BETRAYAL

CHAPTER I

THE FACE AT THE WINDOW

Like a clap of thunder, the north wind, rushing seawards, seemed
suddenly to threaten the ancient little building with destruction. The
window sashes rattled, the beams which supported the roof creaked and
groaned, the oil lamps by which alone the place was lit swung perilously
in their chains. A row of maps designed for the instruction of the
young--the place was a schoolhouse--commenced a devil's dance against
the wall. In the street without we heard the crash of a fallen
chimneypot. My audience of four rose timorously to its feet, and I,
gl