Simply, then, I love your daughter. I told her
so last night upon the river, and she has made me the proudest and happiest
of men by returning my love. I am well aware what I am asking of you when
I ask her of you to be my wife. You know me personally; you know my
financial standing; I trust to you to remember my failings with mercy in
the knowledge of our great love. Till Monday night, then, I leave her and
my happiness to your consideration and love.
With the greatest respect,
Yours Sincerely,
HERBERT KEMP.
"My God!"
The clerk standing near him in the doorway turned hurriedly.
"Any trouble?" he asked, moving toward him and noticing the ashy pallor of
his face.
The old man's hand closed spasmodically over the paper.
"Nothing," he managed to answer, waving the man away; "don't notice me."
The clerk, seeing his presence was undesirable, took up his position in the
doorway again.
Levice sat on. No further sound broke from him; he had clinched his teeth
hard. It had come to this, then. She loved him; it was too late. If the
man's heart alone were concerned, it would have been an easy matter; but
hers, Ruth's.
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