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CHAPTER LIII.
INTERFERENCE.
When Peter returned from his ride the next day, he found Leonore reading
the papers in the big hall. She gave him a very frigid "good-morning,"
yet instantly relaxed a little in telling him there was another long
telegram for him on the mantel. She said nothing of his reading the
despatch to her, but opened a new sheet of paper, and began to read its
columns with much apparent interest. That particular page was devoted to
the current prices of "Cotton;" "Coffee;" "Flour;" "Molasses;" "Beans;"
"Butter;" "Hogs;" "Naval Stores;" "Ocean Freights," and a large number
of equally kindred and interesting subjects.
Peter took the telegram, but did not read it. Instead he looked down at
all of his pretty "friend" not sedulously hidden by the paper; He
recognized that his friend had a distinctly "not-at-home" look, but
after a moment's hesitation he remarked, "You don't expect me to read
this alone?"
Silence.
"Because," continued Peter, "it's an answer to those we wrote and sent
yesterday, and I shan't dare reply it without your advice.
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