The starry heavens of that night told that another day had gone to be
with the past, and innocence laid her head upon her pillow and slept,
unmindful of plots of guilt, engendered of sin, which might prove for
her a draught of bitterness.
At an early hour the following morning, Clarence Delwood bent his steps
towards the residence of Mr. Santon. "Come here to-morrow, and you shall
see for yourself,"--those words still sounded in his ears, and, as he
drew nearer the house, it seemed as if they grew louder and louder, till
his brain was nearly distracted. But would he privately watch her ways,
whom of all others in the "wide, wide world," he had looked upon as
nearest perfection? No, he would not thus debase himself.
It was at a much earlier hour than that which Mrs. Santon had named,
that Delwood presented himself, and handsomely feeing the porter who
answered his summons, he asked to see Miss Santon; "and, James," said
he, "you need mention my presence to no other member of the family, as
my business is strictly private, for Miss Santon's ear alone."
"Yes, sir," replied James, twisting his face info a most knowing wink,
as he smiled upon the yellow ore, "I've been there before.
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