Is that so?"
"I presume Cicely is right," his son answered. "There is no other here
at present to my knowledge."
"Of all things!" ejaculated Mr. Tapp. "You are always making some kind
of a fool of yourself, Lawford. Don't, for pity's sake, be _that_ kind
of a fool."
"What do you mean, dad?" and now the young man's eyes flashed. It was
seldom that Lawford turned upon his father in anger.
"You know very well what I mean. Keep away from such women. Don't get
messed up with actor people. I won't have it, I tell you! I am
determined that at least _one_ rich man's son shall not be the victim
of the wiles of any of these stage women."
The flush remained in Lawford's cheek. It hurt him to hear his father
speak so in referring to Louise Grayling. He, too, possessed some of
the insular prejudice of his kind against those who win their
livelihood in the glare of the theatrical spotlight. This gentle,
well-bred, delightful girl staying at Cap'n Abe's store was a
revelation to him. He held his tongue, however, and held his temper in
check as well.
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