Midnight by Octavus Roy Cohen
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"Well, _I_ do! They're always putting on airs and trying to make us girls
think they're full-grown. I just simply haven't time to waste with them. I feel so _old!"_ "I haven't a doubt of it, Miss Rogers. And now--I believe you came to tell me something about the Warren case?" "Oh, yes, indeed--just _lots!_ But do you know"--she stared at him with frank approval--"I'm terribly tickled with the way you look. You may not believe it, but I've always been _atrociously_ in love with you." "No?" "Yes, indeed! You're such a _wonderful_ man--having your name in the papers all the time. Oh, I've read about everything you've done! That's how I learned so much about detectiving--or isn't that what you call it?" "Detecting?" "That's it. You know I always was simply _incorrigible_ in making up words when I couldn't think of the right one. Don't you think it's a lot of trouble sometimes--thinking of just the right word in the right place?" "Sometimes. But about the Warren case?" "Oh, yes, certainly! I'm always getting off my subject, ain't I? I mean--am I not? Bother grammar, anyway. It's a terrible bore, don't you think?" |
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