Subject: treetop

From: "Margaret Foley" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 20:23:47 -0600

Maud knew that, from thismoment on, she must act a definite, perhaps decisive part in thedrama. I do not care, infact, I cannot afford to become involved at the present moment.
Everything seemed doubtful, aboveall the wisdom and the moral worth of that husband. And then this Mr White, who wasvisibly ill, had gone on to Vancouver, there to die of pneumonia. Your sympathies are verynaturally with the men. All set, came the answer from the prime minister. Mr Birkinshaw bowed, smiling and unruffled. But Maud had hardly dismissed her maid after dressing when Edmundknocked at her door.
I include myself only from a desire to be present.
Anyinformation they could have given I did not need. Behind Mauds back the door opened; and she stepped aside. He left a week ago, for the Pacific coast, I believe. The senator coughed angrily; but he said nothing.
But thelibrary was crowded with guests talking and laughing, smoking anddrinking. As if she were directing the stab of a dagger against him, shesaid, Did I do as well as . That is asmuch as I care to say for the moment. Everyone of those present was well known in the world of finance,business, or government. Then she said, Father, I want you to help me. All set, came the answer from the prime minister.
Charles Beatty, as if dropping a mask, flashed a glance at Mr Colewhich held the edge of a dagger. And I have come to see that she was right. There is no reason whateverfor you to feel jealous, Maud, he went on after a brief pause.