" "Oh, no,—no," replied Mrs. . Poe is all right, if you don't mind nightmares. ‘But I have the pistol,’ Gerald pointed out. ” Anna nodded. She further suspected that he might find a servant to dally with in the meantime, if he had not already. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye. Sydney was watching her eagerly. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. ‘I do not wish to hear any more reasons so foolish, so do not trouble to think of them.
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