Half A Chance by Frederic S. Isham
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meet her eyes now.
"You tell me what you have--And yet you have come--dared to come here--under this roof--?" It may be she also recalled his look when first he had entered this room, and, turning, had seen her; that her mind retained the impress of a bearing, bold, mocking. "Oh," she said, "it was infamous!" The word struck him like a whip, lashed his face to a dull red; the silence grew. "I would not presume to dispute or to contradict any conclusion you may have reached," he spoke at length in a low, even voice. "I had not, as I said, intended this last, this most inexcusable intrusion. You have now only one course to pursue--" His gaze turned to the long silken bell-rope on the wall. "And I promise not to resist." Her glance followed his, returned to his face, to his eyes, quietly challenging. She took a step. "Well?" he said. She had suddenly stopped; in the hall voices were heard approaching; he too caught them. "That simplifies matters," he remarked. |
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