“If I thought for a moment that
there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even
now. “I have stood it for a month, Anna,” he exclaimed. Sometimes the moon was
totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses
rolling in the firmament. And this was an adventure of
which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. We must wave our hands at the blue
hills far away there and go back to London and work. Our ideal had fallen. Do you think that I shall ever make an actress, my friend?”
“I doubt it,” he answered bluntly. However, I've not told you all; for
old Van did say something about the child saving his new-found friend's life at
the time of meeting; but how that's to happen, I'm sure I can't guess. He stopped short of a group of adolescent saplings and
turned the ignition off. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac,
and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. . E. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but
jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find
them. He felt he was human wisdom prudentially interpolated. He had sold half a dozen short tales to thirdrate magazines; but this letter had been issued from a distinguished editorial
room, of international reputation.
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