“Oh, the proud little darling, how cruelly she misunderstood me!” cried Alva, tenderly. “But we will send for Floyd Landon. He will find her for us as he did before.”
CHAPTER XLIII.
MAYBELLE WRITES A LETTER.
They sent for the detective and confided the whole story to him, knowing that he was both clever and trustworthy.
Mr. Landon was pleased when he heard that beautiful Floy was St. George’s chosen bride, and he was confident that he could find her again.
But he did not judge it expedient to keep his promise to Floy any longer—the promise to shield Otho Maury.
So he said to the anxious lover:
“You have a dangerous rival.”
“You mean Otho Maury?”
“Yes.”