"Leave the room," interposed Kneebone, angrily. ” “If you want anything,” he said, “or get into any trouble, wire me. . I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. I watched you wait at the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety! You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a loud whisper. ‘But it is entirely natural that I choose my own country. I asked several shopkeepers the same question: ‘Do you know the blue-eyed maid with the curly brown hair? She has a mother who is fair with the same eyes. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. She was quite tired of the stream of visitors and heard with relief the words of her newfound great-aunt, addressed to her son’s butler. You're alone, too, child. In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. “Oh, you know,” she said.
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