"Now it is time for me to say I am sorry. I do not
understand all about it. Of course I could see all along that an
immense amount of money was being paid into this colonization
folly. And it was your money, and you are ruined,--for the same
hopeless cause! I am sorry, sorry! It's a shame, a shame!"
"I am not sorry," said she. "I am glad! It is victory!"
"I will not say that!" he burst out. "I will not admit it, not
confess it. It is all right for me, because I'm a man. I can
stand it. But you--you ought to have ease, luxury, all your life.
Now look what you have done!"
There came a sudden knock at the door, and without much pause.
Hector entered, somewhat excited.
"Monsieur,--Madame!" he exclaimed. "One comes!"
"Who is it?" demanded Dunwody, frowning.
"_Mon pere_! He is come but now from Tallwoods, Monsieur."
"What is wrong out there? Tell him to come in."
"I go."
A moment later, Dunwody left the room, to meet old Eleazar, who
made such response as he could to the hurried queries.
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