CHAPTER I
TROUBLE
"Daddy is late; isn't he, Ruth?" asked Alice DeVere of her sister, as she looked up from her sewing.
"A little," answered the girl addressed, a tall, fair maid, with deep blue eyes, in the depths of which hidden meaning seemed to lie, awaiting discovery by someone.
"A little!" exclaimed Alice, who was rather plump, and whose dark brown hair and eyes were in pleasing contrast to her sister's fairness. "Why, he's more than an...
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