" "I mean to say, Sir," answered Mrs. ‘Keep your distance! You dare to tell me I cannot refuse?’ He glared at the girl. Someone bounded up the stairs, which groaned from the strain, unmistakably Mike. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition.
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