The Colonel frowned slightly. "You are doubtless aware that my wife
and I are no longer living together," he said, his lips straightening.
"I have heard something to that effect," said David easily,--so easily
that the other could not mistake the insolence of the remark.
Grand flushed. "I am happy to say, young man, that my train is pulling
in. I must therefore deny myself the pleasure of conversing with you
any longer. Good-day, sir."
He did not bow as he turned away. A moment later he was threading his
way through the crowd. David sauntered over to his first place of
waiting, a smile on his lips. He was immensely relieved now, and not a
little ashamed of a certain unworthy suspicion.
He fixed his eager gaze on the throng of people that came up from the
train, pouring into the big waiting-room. First, he saw Roberta Grand
as she came rushing up to her father. He was struck by the swift
change that came over the Colonel's face, who stared in amazement over
the girl's shoulder, even as he embraced her. David allowed his gaze
to return to the oncoming crowd.
Mary Braddock approached, apparently unconscious of the presence of
either of her old associates.
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