“And you must please not look at me as though I were an executioner,” she declared lightly. Spurlock grew cold. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. Since the discovery of them, she had been madly eager to read these typewritten tales. ’ ‘He doesn’t sound like a desirable parti. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. This threat terrified Ann Veronica so much that she declared with sobs and vehemence that she would never come home again, and for a time both talked at once and very wildly. ” “I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get some such entanglement.
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