Mr. Ho-hum!
CHAPTER IX
The Hong-Kong packet lay alongside the warehouse frontage. However, that’s over and done with. Her whole conduct and tone had
been modest and ladylike. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the
orchestra as well as tune them. Her first impulse was to fly to the
window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of
the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of
ascending the ladder from without. "I thought I heard a scream. He succeeded so well that by the time he asked for her name
once more, she fluttered her lashes as coquettishly as ever. You are—or rather you were——” he corrected
himself with an unpleasant little laugh, “Miss Pellissier, eh?”
A little sensation followed upon his words. A SCENE FROM THE PHOTOPLAY. That would be him. Glancing towards him she saw that a
shadow had fallen upon his face. The delay was only momentary. "But why didn't you make yourself known at once?"
"I'd forgotten the office you hold in the Mint, Baptist," replied Rowland.
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