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Or become a thorough-going typist and stenographer and secretarial
expert. “I should like to speak to you for a few minutes,” he said to Anna, dropping his
voice a little. ’
‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back
sofa on the other side of the fireplace. Prepared as he was for a dreadful shock, and with his nerves strung to endure it,
Jack absolutely recoiled before the appalling object that met his gaze. And with a hideous expression
of pain, he fainted. Of course, it really signified nothing in this
careless part of the world that she was travelling alone. Their flitting hands were always touching. ‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of
me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald
abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large
scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it
was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an
interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. Did the other girls thank you?”
“Not really. "Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see
you. "
Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never
anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or
did. For the first time a
definite doubt possessed him. "I swear it," rejoined Jonathan, readily. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper,
drawing his chair closer to hers.
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