The Keeper of the Door by Ethel M. (Ethel May) Dell
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Again he puffed the smoke upwards and watched it ascend.
"Why on earth couldn't you have said so before?" said Olga. He turned at that and surveyed her quite seriously. "Oh, that was entirely for your sake," he said. "For my sake!" said Olga. Sheer curiosity impelled her to remain and probe this mystery. "Yes," said Max, with a sudden twinkle in his green eyes. "You know, it isn't good for little girls to know too much." As the door banged upon her retreat, he leaned back, holding to the edge of the table, and laughed with his chin in the air. Life in the country, notwithstanding its many drawbacks, was turning out to be more diverting than he had anticipated. CHAPTER II THE ALLY "Ah, my dear, there you are! I was just wondering if I would come over and see you." |
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