"Are you not that man's mistress?" demanded Mrs. "
"We shall see," replied Jack. ”
Anna was a little puzzled, but she only laughed. It was from Brendon. But at this point he was still subservient, still outwardly
humble, in spite of the blackhearted villainy that was even then burgeoning in
his breast. I
have nothing, nothing that can possibly be passion for you. ’
‘Parbleu, but I find you excessively rude,’ she snapped, marching to meet
him. ’
***
Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to
oblige that lady’s son. I was to
blame to carry the matter so far. “I’m rather a persistent person. Now
I’d like the rest of your story. "
"Never," replied Sheppard bitterly. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of
loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in
evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street.
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