He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. “I remember when you walked me home. . Finally she fell into reflection. ” “I am rebuked,” she declared. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening appearance of the night. It was locked. Spurlock had better stick to the bungalow. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. ” She shocked him by that.
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