With that, the latter saw less and less reason to confer with Mr.Harley of an afternoon; also he resolved upon a change of tactics in his siege of Dorothy.
Thus far Storri had failed, and the failure set him on fire.

The savage in him was stirred.

His vanity found itself defied; and the onyx eyes would burn, and the mustaches twist like snakes, as he reflected on how he had been foiled and put aside.

Had he known that Richard was in Dorothy's thought, that it was he to hold her heart against him, Storri would have choked.

But he had gathered no such knowledge; nor was he posted as to those morning love trysts at which Senator Hanway unconsciously presided.
Storri still visited the Harley house, but his visits were now to Mrs.
Hanway-Harley.