Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity,
and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?”
Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon
her. ‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female
as I’m like to see. "
"That I'll engage not to do. The world, she discovered, with these matters barred had no particular place
for her at all, nothing for her to do, except a functionless existence varied by
calls, tennis, selected novels, walks, and dusting in her father’s house. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the
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THE RAGGED EDGE
CHAPTER I
The Master is inordinately fond of young fools. I suppose you came right out and asked
him about his family?’
‘Nothing of the sort. ‘I haven’t been so much entertained
since I left the Army. This spot, which still retains its name, acquired the
appellation from an old crone who lived there, and who, in addition to a very
equivocal character for honesty, enjoyed the reputation of being a witch. The
winters were bitter here, they could have just as easily
been frozen off. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering
lights.
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