CHAPTER XIII. ” “I am your friend,” he said slowly, “whatever you may have to tell me. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress could do. ’ ‘So would you run away,’ she uttered impulsively. ‘And I don’t mind telling you it goes agin’ the grain with me to let you go free and all, missie. A thousand dollars is a lot of money for an author to earn. " "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. ‘But you,’ she said in the friendliest way imaginable, ‘are a person tout à fait sympathique, I think.
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