“You must have heard—have you—oh, tell
me, won’t you?” she begged. Do you
think he'll pay it?"
"I'm sure of it," replied Austin. I'll call for you after
lunch. ”
This couplet sprang into her mind from nowhere, and immediately begot an
endless series of similar couplets that she began to compose and address to
Capes. I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—”
“Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. A few
yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of
humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. We'll
have some fun down there at my place, Spurlock; but we'll probably bore your
wife to death. She was aware of
people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors—
moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the
dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights. It was equally as beautiful
but not quite so fine as the daughter's.
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