"Yes, Orlean!"
"Goodby!"
He stood on the platform of the small western station as the train pulled down the track. A few moments later it disappeared from view, and she was gone.
EPOCH THE THIRD
CHAPTER I
CHICAGO—THE BOOMERANG
THE REVEREND MCCARTHY had scored. He had succeeded in separating his daughter from the man she married. The fact that there was positively no misunderstanding between the two, was not seen or considered by him. Jean Baptiste had opposed him, and that was enough. He hated any member of his household, or any one related to the one of his household who dared disagree with him. Of course his "Majesty" did not see it that way. He saw himself as the most saintly man in the world and sympathized with himself accordingly. No man thought himself more unjustly abused than did N. Justine McCarthy.