And I have made such arrangements that at my decease tardy justice will be done my injured nephew. ” “I understand,” he said, doggedly. "Stop a minute, my dear," cried Austin. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror. Pure romantic nonsense on her part. Blueskin, you are a true friend.
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