The Clique of Gold by Émile Gaboriau
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plans, you may be sure he had made up his mind. Your resistance
will lead only to our separation. He might possibly forgive you; but she--Don't you think she should avail herself to the utmost of her influence over him? Who can foresee to what extremities she might be led by her hatred against you? And she must be a dangerous woman, Henrietta, a woman who is capable of any thing." "Why?" He hesitated for a moment, not daring to speak out fully what he thought; and at last he said slowly, as if weighing his words,-- "Because, because this marriage cannot be any thing else but a barefaced speculation. Your father is immensely rich; she wants his fortune." Daniel's reasoning was so sensible, and he pleaded his cause with such eagerness, that Henrietta's resolution was evidently shaken. "You want me to yield?" she asked. "I beseech you to do it." She shook her head sadly, and said in a tone of utter dejection,-- "Very well. It shall be done as you wish it. I shall not object to this profanation. But you may be sure, my weakness will do us no good." It struck ten. She rose, offered her hand to Daniel, and said,-- "I will see you to-morrow evening. By that time I shall know, and I will |
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