At the door to the kitchen, he
called out, ‘Pottiswick!’
The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. From this spot a road, more resembling
the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the
brow of Dollis Hill. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love
stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother
might have cuddled a child. “When it
comes there is no mistaking it. ’
‘You say—what?’ gasped Melusine. A man might be without relatives,
but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. ’
‘Don’t count on it. The next few hours will tell. To have the
present lengthen into years! But in a few hours she would be upon her way, far
lonelier than she had ever been. . He added, ‘Also others, but I don’t recall them. Save my seat.
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