Wych Hazel by Anna Bartlett Warner;Susan Warner
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to meet her when the bell should ring for breakfast.
But a couple of hours later, when the bell rang, Miss Hazel was not forthcoming. The guests gathered to the breakfast- room. Mr. Falkirk remained in the empty hall, pacing up and down from door to door, then went to see if Wych Hazel were by chance in her room. Mrs. Saddler was in consternation, having heard nothing of her. Mr. Falkirk returned to his walk in the hall, chaffing a little now with something that was not patience. Presently Rollo came down the stairs. 'Good morning.' 'Good morning.' 'Exercise before breakfast?--Or after?' 'Not after,' said Mr. Falkirk; 'but you are late as it is.' 'Better late, if you can't be early. You have a better chance. I will wait with you, if you are waiting.' 'Don't wait for me,' said Mr. Falkirk, shortly. 'I have no idea when I shall be ready.' 'I had no idea, a little while ago, when I should. By the way, I hope Miss Kennedy is well, this morning?' 'I hope so.' |
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