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Cullum, Ridgwell, [pseud.], 1867-1943

"The Forfeit"


A week ago Jeff didn't even know her; she wasn't in the world so far as
he knew. Now he's going to marry her."
Nan stated the fact without a tremor of voice, without a shadow of
hesitation. The sunny smile was entirely without a cloud. Her father
stared down at her from his superior height with eyes wide with
astonishment and something of alarm.
"Say, did Jeff tell you?" he asked sharply.
Nan shook her head.
"Then how in hell d'you know it all? Say----"
"How d'you know anything that affects you here, Daddy?" the girl
retorted, gently indicating her soft rounded bosom with one gauntleted
hand.
Then her smile broke out again, and the man's trouble was further
increased.
"Y'see, I don't mind saying things to you. You're my Daddy and Momma
all rolled into one. And there's sure a heap of you for two," she
smiled up at him. "Maybe you don't always say all the things you feel,
but it don't keep me guessing long. You'd a heap of terr'ble, terr'ble
things on your mind to say to me on this ride. Oh, and they weighed
heavy.


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