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

"The Forfeit"


God's been good to me all my years. He's given me a Daddy who's the
best in the world. A Daddy who's taught me by his own example how to
be strong and fight the little battles I guess it's meant for us to
fight. Oh, I won't say it hasn't hurt," she went on, with a catch in
her voice. "You see, I loved Jeff. I love him now, and I'll go right
on loving him to the end. And it's because I love him I want to help
him now--and always. You won't think me a fool girl, my Daddy, will
you, but--but--I won't hate Elvine van Blooren. I'm--I'm going to try
so hard to like her, and--and anyway, with all my might, I'm going to
help them both. D'you guess Jeff would let me get his house ready
for--his wife?"
The father's reply came with a violence which he calculated should
conceal an emotion which his manhood forbade, but which only helped to
reveal it the more surely to the clear eyes of the girl at his side.
"Hell take the bunch--the whole of 'em!" he cried fiercely. Then he
added weakly: "You're nigh breakin' my heart all to pieces.


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