If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy
… to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms
gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. The girl was pretty, and apparently a
lady. It was that somebody had cheated you. Bulging out more in the
middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end,
—a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased
by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced,
like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance
from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. The clever hostess having let fall that
several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had
flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a
glimpse of them. Satisfied that he had solved his difficulty, he proceeded to his room. Let me have a word with him, and you
may take all the money. ‘It is to say goodbye, you understand. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the
screened windows.
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