Be so good as to let me pass, sir,” she added, looking her obstructor steadily in the face. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. Unless he deserts the girl, he won't be so hard to find as formerly. Love…. But at the beginning of the affray, when he thought every one was too much occupied with his own concerns to remark his absence, he slipped out of the room, not for the purpose of avoiding the engagement (for cowardice was not one of his failings), but because he had another object in view. So, why did you slam the door in John Diedermayer's face?\" Lucy did not look at her, but cocked her head skyward. “Who decorated the school like this?” She asked, peering up at the multicolored banners that hung everywhere. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. His expression became pained.
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