” She hesitated. An uncomfortable silence followed. Mr. The contest, however, though desperate, was brief. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on.
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