"You have spoken truly Mr. Verne," said Phillip sadly, "I love
Marguerite as I shall never love another woman. She is lost to me
forever, but I shall cherish her memory while I live. Her image
shall be enshrined within my heart; my life's devotion, my guiding
star; they cannot rob me of that sacred duty. It is sanctioned by
heaven itself."
Phillip Lawson now turned his face toward the couch.
"I never will believe that my child loves such a man as Hubert
Tracy," said Mr. Verne, closing his eyelids with sheer exhaustion.
"She has been forced into it. Promise me Phillip you will help me
examine the matter closely. I am regaining some of my lost strength
and will be better able for the task."
"I would like to assist you Mr. Verne, but I am in a delicate
position. I cannot see how Miss Verne would be entrapped into a
marriage against her own wishes. You know that Mr. Tracy was always
on terms of intimacy with your family, and besides he is rather
prepossessing, and would in all probability win the favor of any
young lady."
"Phillip, you are generous to a fault. You could not say that man is
a villain and a scoundrel when you really would have proof of his
villany in your possession.
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