s　young　fellow　had　beaten　him。　There　was　no　doubt　of　it。　　He　might　have　principles；　but　he　declined　to　let　his　principles　hamper　him。　There　was　something　about　Harry's　waving　aside　defeat　so　lightly；　and　so　swiftly　snatching　at　every　chance　to　forward　his　will；　that　accorded　with　Armorer's　own　temperament。　〃Tell　me；　Mr。　Armorer；〃　said　Harry；　suddenly；　〃in　my　place　wouldn't　you　have　done　the　same　thing？〃　Armorer　no　longer　checked　his　sense　of　humor。　　〃No；　Mr。　Lossing；〃　he　answered；　sedately；　〃I　should　have　respected　the　old　gentleman's　wishes　and　voted　any　way　he　pleased。〃　　He　held　out　his　hand。　〃I　guess　Esther　thinks　you　are　the　coming　young　man　of　the　century；　and　to　be　honest；　I　like　you　a　great　deal　better　than　I　expected　to　this　morning。　　I'm　not　cut　out　for　a　cruel　father；　Mr。　Lossing；　for　one　thing；　I　haven't　the　time　for　it；　for　another　thing；　I　can't　bear　to　have　my　little　girl　cry。　I　guess　I　shall　have　to　go　to　Europe　without　Esther。　Shall　we　go　in　to　the　ladies　now？〃　Harry　wrung　the　president's　hand；　crying　that　he　should　never　regret　his　kindness。　〃See　that　Esther　never　regrets　it；　that　will　be　better；〃　said　Armorer；　with　a　touch　of　real　and　deep　feeling。　　Then；　as　Harry　sprang　up　the　steps　like　a　boy；　he　took　out　the　note…book；　and　smiling　a　smile　in　which　many　emotions　were　blended；　he　ran　a　black　line　through　〃_See　abt　L。_〃
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