The Window-Gazer by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
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"I didn't come to consult him about anything," he said slowly. "I am a psychologist. I wish to do my own observing, at first hand. I came not to question Dr. Farr, but to board with him." "BOARD WITH HIM!" In her heartfelt surprise the girl turned to him and he saw her face, young, arresting, and excessively indignant. "Quite so," he said. "Do not excite yourself. I perceive the impossibility. I can't have you attending to my wants, however simple. Neither can I share the services of a secretary whose post, I gather, is an honorary one. But I simply cannot go back to Mr. Johnston's grin: so if you can put me up for the night--" She had turned away again and was silent for so long that Spence became uneasy. But at last she spoke. "This is really too bad of father! He has never done anything quite as absurd as this before. I don't quite see what he expected to get out of it. He might know that you would not stay. He wouldn't want you to stay. I can't understand--unless," her voice became crisp with sudden enlightenment, "unless you were foolish enough to pay in advance! Surely you did not do that?" The professor was observing his boots in an abstracted way. "I am afraid my feet are very wet," he remarked. |
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