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A Day of Fate

Chapter 9 A WRETCHED FAILURE

Word Count: 1965    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

battle, in which I think I succeeded fairly. I talked that it might not be noticed that I was eating very little; joked with Mr. Yocomb till the old gent

aintance of Mr. Hearn's little girl-indeed, her father formally presented her to me as his daughter Adela. I knew nothing of h

that he could stealthily and critically compare the diverse charms of the two girls, and I imagined I saw a slight accession to his complacency as his judgment gave its verdict fo

t nothing could take the place of much observation and comparison, by means of

h and rural life have not given her much opportunity for observation and compariso

mit me to add that Miss Adah has at this moment only to glance in a mirror to obtain

genial spirit. "She delights in her lover's keen thrusts," was now my thought, "and is pleased to think I'm no match for him. She should remember that it's a poor time for a man to tilt when

Then I was stupid enough to add: "But newspaper men are prone to have opinions. Mr. Yocomb

r's authority, you are on safe

too, that Mr. and Mrs. Yocomb did not like it either, and that Adah was blushin

; for so complete was my enthrallment that it was intolerable pain to see her the object of another's man's preferred attentions. I knew it was all right; I was not jealous in the ordinary sense of the word; I merely found myself unable longer, in my weak condition, to endure in her presence the consequences of my fatal blunder. Th

his is just the time for a twilight walk. Come, and show me the old garden;" and he took her away, with an air of proprietors

urn of the landing, and there my strength failed, and I held on to the railing for suppor

imed Miss Warren, "you a

aged to say cheerily. "

ng on the land

m, for she seemed a little embarrassed at meeting me on the stairs. In her absence I made a desperate effor

ed, as she came back. "I'm taking it so lei

ing yourself?" she a

nge. Mr. Hearn is waiting for you, and the twilight

to gain my room without revealing my condition; but when I reached the topmost stair it seemed that I could not go

hy did you try to deceive me? You

tion. "I meant that your first evening should be without a shad

she pleaded, in the

avily against the wall. She held out her

ly enjoined to cherish such a 'scrupulous sense of hono

e of protest and distress whose strong effect was only intensif

weather-vane

heard enter

exclaimed, in

banker's voice, "are

fierce whisper: "Never so humiliate me as to l

s like ice,"

ence, leaned back,

then, with a firm, decisive bearing, tur

ept you?" Mr. Hearn aske

" she answered, in a clear, firm

t, Emily?" cried Re

me tone that she would have used had my name been Mrs.

er me as he came bou

-that's the way it looks-but I'm stuck-hard aground-you'll have to tow me off. But not a word, remember. Lift me up-let me get my arm around your neck-there. Lucky I'm not heavy-slow and easy now-that's it. Ah, thank th

et me tel

ind

't Emily W

I wanted

something or get

tle while, and I'll be all right.

I'm afraid thee'll die yet; if thee does, thee'll break all our hearts," and

ry long, for Mrs. Yocom

so well. Emily was greatly surprised, but she enjoyed her first evening far more than she otherwise could have done, for she's one of the most kind-hearted, sensitive gir

ou know, the stupid things, though certain to be scorched. One in the room at a

don't trouble about me. You

nderstood the effort thee was making, and I think Emil

ha to-night, through and through, but please say no more, or I'

'll excuse a housekeepe

anything, ri

row gently for a moment,

May the Sabbath's peace

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A Day of Fate
A Day of Fate
“1880. The book begins: Another month's work will knock Morton into pi, was a remark that caught my ear as I fumed from the composing-room back to my private office. I had just irately blamed a printer for a blunder of my own, and the words I overheard reminded me of the unpleasant truth that I had recently made a great many senseless blunders, over which I chafed in merciless self-condemnation. For weeks and months my mind had been tense under the strain of increasing work and responsibility. It was my nature to become absorbed in my tasks, and, as night editor of a prominent city journal, I found a limitless field for labor. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.”
1 Chapter 1 THE DAY AFTER2 Chapter 2 IT WAS INEVITABLE 3 Chapter 3 RETURNING CONSCIOUSNESS4 Chapter 4 IN THE DARK5 Chapter 5 A FLASH OF MEMORY6 Chapter 6 WEAKNESS7 Chapter 7 OLD PLOD IDEALIZED8 Chapter 8 AN IMPULSE9 Chapter 9 A WRETCHED FAILURE10 Chapter 10 IN THE DEPTHS11 Chapter 11 POOR ACTING12 Chapter 12 THE HOPE OF A HIDDEN TREASURE13 Chapter 13 THE OLD MEETING-HOUSE AGAIN14 Chapter 14 LOVE TEACHING ETHICS15 Chapter 15 DON'T THINK OF ME 16 Chapter 16 RICHARD17 Chapter 17 MY WORST BLUNDER18 Chapter 18 MRS. YOCOMB'S LETTERS19 Chapter 19 ADAH20 Chapter 20 THANKSGIVING DAY21 Chapter 21 RIPPLES ON DEEP WATER