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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"A Prince of Sinners"

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Selina looked at her cousin sharply.
"You saw Mr. Brooks?" she repeated. "Where?"
"I met him," Mary answered, coolly. "He told me that Lord Arranmore had
been very kind to him."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Louise asked.
"I really didn't think of it," Mary answered. "It didn't strike me as
being anything extraordinary."
"Not when he's coming here to dine to-night," Selina repeated, "and is a
friend of papa's! Why, Mary, what nonsense."
"I really don't see anything to make a fuss about," Mary said, going
back to her magazine.
Mr. Bullsom drew himself up, and laid down the paper with the paragraph
uppermost.
"Well, it is most gratifying to think that I gave that young man his
first start," he remarked. "I believe, too, that he is not likely to
forget it."
"The bell!" Mrs. Bullsom exclaimed, with a little gasp. "Some one has
come."
"Well, if they have, there's nothing to be frightened about," Mr.
Bullsom retorted. "Ain't we expecting them to come? Don't look so
scared, Sarah! Take up a book, or something. Why, bless my soul,
you're all of a tremble.


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