e in a frame of
the most beautiful hair that he had ever seen. The grey eyes were demurewith just a suggestion of mirth in
them; the lips were made for laughter. It was as if some dainty little actress were masquerading in Salvation
garbonly the dress was all priceless lace that touched David's artistic perception. He could imagine the girl as
deeply in earnest as going through fire and water for her convictions. Also he could imagine her as Puck or
Ariel--there was rippling laughter in every note of that voice of hers.
I--Iehyes Steel stammered. You seeI--if I only knew whom I had the pleasure of addressing?
I am Miss Ruth Gatesat your service. Stillyou asked for me by name.
David made no reply for a moment. He was tripping over surprises again. What a fool he had been not to look
out the name of the occupant of 219 in the directory. It was pretty evident that Gilead Gates had a house in
Brighton as well as one in town. Not only had that telephone message emanated from the millionaire's
residencebut it had brought Steel to the philanthropist's abode in Brighton. If Mr. Gates himself had strolled
into the room singing a comic song David would have expressed no emotion.
Daughter of the famous Gilead Gates?
David askedfeebly.,
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