Miss Caprice by St. George Rathborne
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After a short time John remembers that he meant to introduce a certain
subject, and putting aside his feelings of new-found joy--there will be plenty of time for all that--he speaks of Sir Lionel. "Now that you know I am not at all jealous, I want to talk about another. Sir Lionel Blunt." Her face lights up with a smile. "Perhaps I can guess what you would say." "It is about the affair last night." "Poor Sir Lionel is rather quiet to-day. He is not so young as he was, and I imagine that his severe exertions last night have caused him many twinges to-day." "Perhaps. It was the most remarkable affair I ever witnessed." "You saw it all?" "Yes. Mustapha and myself were in hiding not far away. We were astounded at the easy way those fellows died." At this Lady Ruth gives a merry peal of laughter. "It was really ridiculous." "Did you guess it at the time?" |
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