“Um, I really shouldn’t tell you this, but he said. I. It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. What could I do at home? The other’s a
crumple-up—just surrender. As a dog eats grass. And instead he found her
playing the great lady, and playing it well. Do you want me, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of
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“Before you tell me the whole story,” she emphasized
the penultimate word, “just let me do something for you. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to
reason with you, but you won’t reason. ’
‘Merci. "I don't see how I can improve it. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever
made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street
boarding-house. Have you ever heard the name of Meysey Hill?”
“Meysey Hill?” He repeated it after her, and she knew at once from his tone and
his quick glance into her face that the name possessed some significance for him.
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