The Window-Gazer by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
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could invent good and sufficient reasons for putting you off."
"Such as?" "Such as smallpox. An outbreak of smallpox among the Indians is quite a favorite with father." "The old--I beg your pardon!" "Don't bother. You are certainly entitled to an expression of your feelings. It may be the only satisfaction, you will get. But aren't we getting away from the question?" "Question?" "When do you wish Li Ho to take you back to Vancouver?" Professor Spence opened his lips to say that any time would suit. It was the obvious answer, the only sensible answer, the answer which he fully intended to make. But he did not make it. "Must I really go?" he asked. He was, so he had said himself, a sudden person. His hostess met his deprecating gaze with pure surprise. "You can't possibly want to stay?" "I quite possibly can. I like it here. And I'm horribly tired." The hostility which had begun to gather in her eyes lightened a little. |
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