They tracked the fugitive to the
Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. 'He that woos a maid',—
fol-de-rol—(hiccupping). And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had
when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and
she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that
suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress
could do. ”
He was a little bewildered. Her tone was hoarse with passion. She colored faintly. I want to give you time to think. Won’t
you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?”
He was obviously in earnest. So this was
what it was all about. Dim souls flitted
about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. I suppose if one
were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. A stomacher, fastened by imitationdiamond buckles, girded that part of her person, which should have been a waist;
a coral necklace encircled her throat, and a few black patches, or mouches, as
they were termed, served as a foil to the bloom of her cheek and chin. "It is", seplied Winifred; "have you brought any tidings of Thames Darrell!"
"Troth have I!" replied Terence: "but, bless your angilic face, how did you
contrive to guess that?"
"Is he well?—is he safe?—is he coming back," cried the little girl, disregarding
the question. I’d do anything, Vee. " He then closed the lantern, mounted without much
difficulty upon the roof, and proceeded cautiously along the tiles.
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