A Gentleman Vagabond and Some Others by Francis Hopkinson Smith
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"'Do not go to Berlin. Please come to Cracow with me. Think. I am alone, absolutely alone. My house is in order, and has been for months, expecting me every day. It is so terrible to go back; come with me, please.' "'I must not, madame. I have promised my friends to be in Berlin in two days. I would, you know, sacrifice anything of my own to serve you.' "'And you will not?' and a sigh of disappointment escaped her. "'I cannot.' "'No; I must not ask you. You are right. It is better that you keep your word.' "She continued walking, gazing still on the floor. Then she moved to the mantel, and touched a bell. Instantly the curtains of the door divided, and Polaff stood before her. "'Bring me my jewel-case.' "The man bowed gravely, looked at me furtively from the corner of his eye, and closed the curtains behind him. In a moment he returned, bearing a large, morocco-covered box, which he placed on the table. She pressed the spring, and the lid flew up, uncovering several velvet-lined trays filled with jewels that flashed under the lighted candles. "'You need not wait, Polaff. You can go to bed.' "The man stepped back a pace, stood by the wall, fixed his eye upon his |
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