"Any friend of yours, Dexie, is sure to meet a welcome from me. Glad to
know you, Mr. McNeil."
It was impossible to resist the pleasant, affable manner in which Guy
spoke. There was a magnetism in his winning smile and in the cordial grasp
of the hand that attracted Hugh in spite of himself.
As Guy continued speaking, Hugh regarded him intently. Was this the man who
had won Dexie from him? The looks interchanged when Dexie spoke said as
much, and there was an air of ownership in Guy's manner that sent an arrow
through Hugh's heart.
Dexie followed her father's eyes and regarded the two men as they talked,
and the fear at her heart sank out of sight. Hugh's recent voyage from
Australia and to New York gave ample opportunity to confine the
conversation to questions and descriptions concerning the Island Continent
and other places he had visited, and there was an amused smile in Dexie's
eyes as she listened, for she knew Guy was keeping up the conversation in
order to gain time and study his rival.
She contrasted the two men who sat reading each other's faces as they
talked. Hugh had regained all his former strength and vigor by his
Australian tour.
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