A Fool and His Money by George Barr McCutcheon
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where I began to show irresoluteness--"or explain yourself."
"Won't you be generous?" I cleared my throat nervously. How well they know the cracks in a man's armour! "I am willing to be--amenable to reason. That's all you ought to expect." A fresh idea took root. "Can't we effect a compromise? A truce, or something of the sort? All I ask is that you explain your presence here. I will promise to be as generous as possible under the circumstances." "Will you give me three days in which to think it over?" she asked, after a long pause. "No." "Well, two days?" "I'll give you until to-morrow afternoon at five, when I shall expect you to receive me in person." "That is quite impossible." "But I demand the right to go wherever I please in my own castle. You--" "If you knew just how circumspect I am obliged to be at present you wouldn't impose such terms, Mr. Smart." |
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