She
fell into another slumber, one which was more like a
blackout. ”
“There’s green-fly,” admitted Ann Veronica. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the
silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. Chapter VI
A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION
The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly
through his gold eye-glasses. Stanley pointed to the letter with a pipe he had drawn from his jacket
pocket. “I’ll be here at one in the morning. "Is it you?"
"It is," replied her son, "Oh! why would you not listen to me?"
"I was distracted," replied Mrs. “But you’re dating Mike now, and I’m dating John. I’ve got too much work. Mrs. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were
plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. ’
Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a
musket.
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