went away for good--nobody knew
where. His engagement was broken off.
His brother Hartley saw to that--married
the girl himself."

"I wonder--I wonder if the Terrible
Treff ever married?" Pem musingly
nursed her chin,--and with it a wildfire
interest in the "hot tamale."

"I heard he did. Somebody said so--somebody
who met him out West,
years ago--that he was a widower, with
a little son. But--apparently--he has
no more use for his family."

"No more--no more than his sister,
Mrs. Grosvenor, has for us since you
were made executor of that outlandish
will, left, piecemeal in three drawers, to
be opened on the first three anniversaries
of Mr. Graham's death--and not
her husband!" Now it was an entirely
new breeze of excitement, a stiffening,
pinching draught, which swept the
forest-green figure upon the tool-chest
until its voice grew thin and sharp and
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