“Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the
chain tightened at the staple. "
McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour
later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. She speedily reached
her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any
longer aware of anyone else in the room. A slender young man,
wearing glasses, appeared from the shadow of the nearest van. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. ‘Italian adventurer,’ explained her fiance briefly. . ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’
Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind.
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