When a Man Marries by Mary Roberts Rinehart
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into the hall and tiptoed back beside the bed, where he sat
staring at the figures on the silk comfort. Aunt Selina's first words were: "Where's that flibberty-gibbet?" Jim looked at me. "She must mean Betty," I explained. "She has gone to bed, I think." "Don't--let--her--in--this--room--again," she said, with awful emphasis. "She is an infamous creature." "Oh, come now, Aunt Selina," Jim broke in; "she's foolish, perhaps, but she's a nice little thing." Aunt Selina's face was a curious study. Then she raised herself on her elbow, and, taking a flat chamois-skin bag from under her pillow, held it out. "My cameo breastpin," she said solemnly; "my cuff-buttons with gold rims and storks painted on china in the middle; my watch, that has put me to bed and got me up for forty years, and my money--five hundred and ten dollars and forty cents!--taken with the doors locked under my nose." Which was ambiguous, but forcible. "But, good gracious, Miss Car--Aunt Selina!" I exclaimed, "you |
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