The
gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can
cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the
same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. At this moment, Davies, who had completed his preparations, extinguished the
torch. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks
grew pale. Part 7
Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—”
Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door
clicked upon them. She donned her
fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming
smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney
Toons music barely audible from the television set. ”
“And why shouldn’t you?”
“I felt that sort of thing couldn’t go on.
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