The Burglar and the Blizzard - A Christmas Story by Alice Duer Miller
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flattered.
"He is really safe at your house?" "I hope so, I did my best," he returned grimly. She looked at him gravely. "You have been very kind to a stranger," she said. And at this point Geoffrey made the fatal mistake of his dealing with her. It did not occur to him that he was going to shield McVay, but he thought a more advantageous time could be found for telling her the truth, in case of course she did not know it already. He felt that he himself would be better able to deal a cold blow when she was warm and sheltered. No man, he said to himself, could be disagreeable to a girl who had no one to depend on but himself. So he said: "He was not exactly a stranger to me. We were at school together." "Oh, another of Billy's friends. I never knew such a person for discovering friends at the most opportune times. He never wants anything but what a friend turns up. Did you find him wandering about, or did he come and demand admittance?" "Why, neither exactly. I was not in the house at the time. He felt he knew me well enough to walk in." "He never told me he had a friend in the neighbourhood." "We have not met since we were at school." |
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