"God forgive him! Let him pass into other hands than mine," was the
young man's decision as he turned over the pages of the cruel
letter. The young barrister was magnanimous in the highest degree.
It was then the grandeur of his character shone in its purity and
nobility, and as his sister came in with a tiny note she fancied
that she heard him repeat in earnest tones the words "never--
never--never!"
"This is for you, Brother Phillip; Fred. Verne left it this
afternoon."
A smile followed the reading of the note. It was from Cousin Jennie.
The young lady had arrived in the city and was ready to convey him
to "Gladswood," free of charge.
"Lottie, can you get Edith to stay with you this evening? I shall be
out."
The girl, with all the impetuosity of her nature, set off on the
gleeful message, while Phillip Lawson mapped out a letter that was
energetic and full of decision.
"There will be no more solicitation from that quarter. Heavens! it
was a great temptation. Well, if I had exposed them, what good could
come of it."
A few hours later Mr. Lawson was announced at Sunnybank. Cousin
Jennie was in her gayest mood.
"I am ready for you.
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