‘Do not be alarmed,
Jacques. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested. "I am Owen Wood, at your
service. If ever I did meet a man I could
love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. McClintock sent his yacht over for
us this morning. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in
hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. "Curiosity, I suppose," returned Jack, carelessly. For whom had its sharp point been intended?
Valade? Or perhaps his wife now that the girl had word of their marriage. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing
figure from the closed curtains of the front room
window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and
his ego slightly deflated. Austin, who had been evidently schooled by Wild, maintained a profound
silence on this head.
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