“I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. He must know she’ll be at a convent. ” “I met you accidentally,” he reminded her. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. ” “No,” she cried, “I will not. ’ Melusine glared. . She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. His name is John. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in the urgency of his hospitality. “And how did you find us here?” “I called at Montague Street a few minutes after you had left. Imitating the example of Mr. Paris copies London.
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