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Bassett, Sara Ware, 1872-1968

"Flood Tide"


The young man bit his lip angrily.
At the same instant there was a sound at the door.
"Aunt Tiny wants to know--"
The three men glanced up simultaneously, and Mr. Snelling's jaw dropped
with amazement.
"I beg your pardon," murmured Delight. "I did not know there was any
one here."
"It's only Mr. Snelling, a friend of Bob's," Willie hastened to say.
"Mr. Snelling is also a friend of Mr. Galbraith's," interrupted Robert
Morton, enraged that it fell to him to perform the introduction. "This
is Miss Hathaway, Mr. Snelling."
"I am charmed to meet you, Miss Hathaway," Howard Snelling declared,
bending low over the girl's outstretched hand. "I did not realize you
were an inmate of the house." Then with a sidelong glance at Bob he
added: "Wilton certainly abounds in beautiful surprises."
As with unveiled wonder he scanned the exquisite face, Robert Morton,
looking on, could have strangled him with a relish.


CHAPTER XIV
THE SPENCES ENTER SOCIETY
For a week Howard Snelling came and went from the small, vine-covered
cottage on the bay, making himself so useful and so delightful that the
charm of his personality gradually obliterated the first unpleasant
impression Bob had gained of him.


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