You never can go
back. Tell me how are you amusing
yourself?”
Anna laughed. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he
saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing
on to the tablecloth. Understand me. The act was mechanical,
a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in
place with rigid control. ’
‘And me,’ came the guttural response, ‘I will certainly murder you the very
next time I am compelled to see your face. "
"Alas! that one so highly born should submit to such a degradation?" groaned the
knight. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to
Alderley. ”
“My God!” said Manning, in a stage-aside. . "
"But I've got to go!" insisted Rollo, in perfectly understandable dog-talk. I’ve got a streak of
male.
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