Peggy of the Bartons Volume 2 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 edition. Excerpt: ... as ever. Oh can you not help me?" and Mrs. Travenor turned her wan face towards Kinloch, and held out her hands with a piteous appeal. "Mrs. Travenor, you know it is ill meddling in other men's affairs, and Goring and I are not particular friends. If he really intends to marry your sister, there is nothing to be said, or done. She is resolved to be his wife. But"---and he drew his breath sharply, "if he' is merely amusing himself, and has no motive in coming here, beyond compromising Miss Summerhayes, and annoying you, I will find means to stop him." After this gallant promise there was a momentary pause. "Good night," he added, abruptly, then he turned upon his heel, and walked away down the lane. As Captain Kinloch hurried along, his temper was rising. The recital of Mrs. Travenor's troubles, of Goring's scornful indifference, worked him into a sort of slow white rage. "Yes," he repeated to himself, as he strode down the lane, stumbling over ruts and stones in the gathering dusk. "I will stop him. I'll put an end to this state of affairs, if it costs me my commission. If he is playing fast and loose, he shall never come here again." The very first person he encountered in the hall of "The Crook" was Captain Goring; who welcomed him effusively, with one of his most winning smiles. CHAPTER XIII. HIGH WORDS. "HULLO, old man how black you look what's up?" inquired Goring, as he divested himself of his coat. "One would imagine from your expression, that you had been eating sloes, and that they had not agreed with you." "I'ye not been eating anything, but a certain amount of dirt--thanks to...