The Brass Bowl by Louis Joseph Vance
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"And you're not going to back out of our partnership?"
"Oh!" And now the color in her cheeks was warmer than that which the dawn had lent them. "No ... I shan't back out." And she smiled. "And if I call a meeting of the board of management of Anisty and Wentworth, Limited, you will promise to attend?" "Ye-es...." "Will it be too early if I call one for to-day?" "Why...." "Say at two o'clock this afternoon, at Eugene's. You know the place?" "I have lunched there----" "Then you shall again to-day. You won't disappoint me?" "I will be there. I ... I shall be glad to come. Now-- _please_!" "You've promised. Don't forget." He stepped back and stood in a sort of dreamy daze, while, with one final wonderful smile at parting, the girl assumed control of the machine and swung it out from the curb. Maitland watched it |
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