That night in his den he smoked many pipes. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance
that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all
wish to marry her. ”
“You’re leaving, aren’t you?” He accused. It
was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but
it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. He told me with a coarse
nervous laugh. She visited the corner that had been her own
little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed
into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered
that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she
had been wont to read her secret letters. My vengeance is completely
gratified. We’ll be
somewhere on the floor above. Jack,
however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty. On one side of the handbill a print of the reigning sovereign, Anne,
had been pinned over the portrait of William the Third, whose aquiline nose,
keen eyes, and luxuriant wig, were just visible above the diadem of the queen. ”
“And they go?”
“When they get the chance. ” There were no such girls and no such positions. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley.
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