” Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly garbed waiter, threw open the door. Herculis was surrounded by an archipelago, which local chroniclers had claimed was teeming with mermaids. She despises one-piece swimsuits, she calls them ‘old hag bathing dresses’ no matter how low-cut they are. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. Pistols and pictures? Now it fair goes agin’ me nature to act rough with a lady, but you’ll come along of me at once. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone.
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