He has
been a dear lover of his home and his books. We have seldom entertained
since my mother's death, except in an informal way, and he has always
appeared to have a strong antipathy to gay society women."
"How strange! for Mrs. Montague is an exaggerated type of such a woman;
her life is one continual round of excitement, pleasure, and fashion,"
Mona remarked, "and I am sure," she added, with a glance of sympathy at
her lover's downcast face, "that Mr. Palmer would soon grow very weary
of such an existence."
"I am certain of it, also," Ray answered, "and more than that, from
what I have learned of the woman through you--of her character and
disposition--I fear that my father is doomed to a wretched future,
if he marries her."
"I have similar forebodings," Mona said, thoughtfully, as her mind
recurred to the conversation of the morning. "How would it do for you to
tell your father what you know? It might influence him, and I shall not
mind having my secret revealed if he can be saved from future
unhappiness."
"I fear it is too late for that now. He is so thoroughly infatuated and
has committed himself so far, I doubt the wisdom of seeking to undeceive
him," Ray responded, with a sigh.
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