The Man Who Reaps; A Story

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1912 Excerpt: ...to Lady Melton's side. You don't suppose he saw me, she said, in low, hurried tones. Lady Melton glanced-at Aveling. No, he didn't hear. Betty is holding his attention, she said. I never dreamed it could be so awful. Miss Endicott shivered as she spoke. Her face grew paler. Surely it is not right to leave Aline here, she said, in imploring tones. We cannot persuade him to leave now. You know, when they took him to Nice, he escaped and returned alone. Kent's alert attention became tense. Then Aveling did not tell him the truth. He had been out of England. Had he forgotten? There was an expression of despair on Miss Endicott's face when Kent's gaze returned to it. Is there nothing we can do? she asked. Nothing---but wait, said Lady Melton sadly. Her dark eyes travelled off to unconscious Aveling. Kent studied her closely. She was looking very beautiful to-day in her gown of creamy white, touched here and there with falls of delicate lace. Her expression changed. Aveling was approaching. Come, Lady Melton, you must give up your booty. We are Americans and frown upon the idea of privilege and monopoly. Aveling's face was alight. He was in a bantering mood. The whole company listened in silent amusement. Lady Melton put her head to one side and laid her hands together upon her lap. My booty? What part of my possessions do you covet, Sir Highwayman? What part? How can you pretend He finished with a graceful bow to Betty and Miss Endicott. I vow you speak in riddles, she said. Very well, since you force me to such unnatural plainness, he made answer, with mock tragedy. I make a formal demand for the two charming per...