He had made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of taking the elevator. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. The gentlemen are so particular now, and a good thing too, I say. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. "Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a memorial——" "Of what?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner. ” “You mean you’re going to run away with me?” He asked in semi-seriousness.
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