The idea of anything criminal never entered her thoughts. He was profoundly stirred. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the
window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. She
described the Goopes and the Fabians to him, and gave him a sketch of her
landlady; and he talked in the most liberal and entertaining way of a modern
young woman’s outlook. Remember?’
‘Parbleu,’ came from his still struggling victim. “Would you stand it? I’m going to
clear out. Wood; "that's the surest way!"
"No! no! give it me!" vociferated Wood, snatching the pistol, and rushing to the
door, against which he placed his back. Roof open
—like a Noah’s Ark. Then he understood. All the same, I don’t
admit it. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see
properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes
framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue
eyes.
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