The best thing that can happen to
Donald is just to let his infatuation for her die a natural
death, with the quiet assistance of his family."
The Judge's face reddened slightly.
"Well, I would like mighty well to have her in the family," he
said. "She's a corking fine girl. She would make a fine mother
of fine men. I haven't a doubt but that with the power of his
personality and the power of his pen and the lure of propinquity,
Peter Morrison will win her, but I hate it. It's the best chance
the boy ever will have."
And then Louise spoke up softly.
"Donald hasn't any chance, Dad," she said quietly, "and he never
did have. I have met Peter Morrison myself and I would be only
too glad if I thought he was devoted to me. I'll grant that
Linda Strong is a fine girl, but when she wakes up to the worth
of Peter Morrison and to a realization of what other women would
be glad to be to him, she will merely reach out and lay
possessive hands upon what already belongs to her."
It was a curious thing that such occurrences as the death of Oka
Sayye and the injury to Donald could take place and no one know
about them. Yet the papers were silent on the subject and so
were the courts. Linda and Katy were fully protected. The
confederates of Oka Sayye for reasons of their own preferred to
keep very quiet.
By Monday Donald, with his foot in a plaster cast, was on a side
veranda of his home with a table beside him strewn with books and
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