If they come here to walk around, they will hear us. ” Her first upward glance was one of terrified apprehension. ” A little murmur of expectation, an audible silence announced the coming of “Alcide. White calls them. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again. ‘I assure you it was mutual. I do not love any one. And you promised to tell me. ’ ‘But you must want more. People running, screaming, hiding. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest.
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