The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. Spurlock had not coached her on this line of conduct. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. (“Good job. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. ” He caught her wrist and turned her face towards him. To be with you is the best moral tonic I know. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour.
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