Janice Meredith by Paul Leicester Ford
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"I only bow to those whom I know to be my superiors," said Janice, with her head held very erect. "'T is an easy way for you to avoid bowing," asserted the groom, smiling. Again Janice sought a change of subject by saying, "Think you that is why we are being spied upon?" "Spied?" questioned the bondsman. "Last week dadda thought he saw a face one evening at the parlour window, and two nights ago I looked up suddenly and saw--Well, mommy said 't was only vapours, but I know I saw something." The servant turned his face away from Janice, and coughed. Then he replied, "Perhaps 't was some one watching you. Didst make no attempt to find him?" "Dadda went to the window both times, but could see nothing." "He probably had time to hide behind the shrubs," surmised Charles. "I shall set myself to watching, and I'll warrant to catch the villain at it if he tries it again." From the savageness with which he spoke, one would have inferred that he was bitterly enraged at any one spying through the parlour window on Miss Meredith's evening hours. |
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