Miss Wildmere was growing commonplace in contrast. I
learned to love Madge as a sister before she went away, and now no man
ever admired and loved a sister more."
Mr. Muir smiled broadly to himself in the darkness, and said: "Truly,
Graydon, you are giving satisfactory proofs of returning sanity.
We may as well conclude with the old saying, 'All's well that ends
well.'"
"I think I had better go to town Monday and resume business. It's time
I did something to retrieve myself."
"No, Graydon, not yet. I have everything in hand now, and believe the
tide has turned. I realized ten thousand to-day on a transaction that
I will tell you about. I am not doing much business now, only watching
things and waiting. It was the suddenness of Arnault's demand that
worried me--on Saturday, too, you know. He had about the same as said
that I might have the money as long as I wanted it, and I should not
have needed it much longer. In ordinary times I wouldn't have given it
a thought.
"You can help me more up here. It's growing warm, and Jack isn't
improving as I would like. After what has occurred I don't wish Mary
and Madge to meet these Wildmeres any longer, so I propose that you
and Madge go to the Kaaterskill Hotel on Monday and explore.
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