The Palace of Darkened Windows by Mary Hastings Bradley
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confused and shy under that light-hearted young gaiety which took
every man's friendly admiration happily for granted. In silence they finished the dance, and this time the music failed them when they were near the wide entrance to the room where the Evershams, beckoning specters, were standing. "I'm keeping them waiting," said the girl, with a note of concern which she had not shown over her performance in that line earlier in the day. But Billy had no time for humorous comparisons. "When can I see you again?" he demanded bluntly. "Can I see you to-morrow?" "To-morrow is a very busy day," she parried. "But the evening----?" "I shall be here," she admitted. "And could I--could I take you--and the Evershams, of course--somewhere, anywhere, you'd like to go? If there's any other concert----" She shook her head. "We leave bright and early the next morning, and I know Mrs. Eversham will want her rest. I think they would rather stay here in the hotel after dinner." "But you will keep a little time for me?" Billy urged. "Of course, staying in the same hotel, I can't take my hat and go and make a |
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