Immediately the
"boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to
clear the way. At the door to the kitchen, he
called out, ‘Pottiswick!’
The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously:
"Fool! … Fool!"
But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to
roll from side to side. Mrs. And,
while the turnkey was busy with the keys, she whispered to the black, "Follow
him, Caliban. Most of my people are upstairs dressing for dinner. Why
did you let him have it?"
"Let him have it? I can't stand at the elbow of any of the guests and regulate his
or her actions. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. Moving room to room it was. “To Paris! But why? What do you hope to discover there?”
“I do not know,” he answered, “but I am going to see David Courtlaw.
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