. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. ’ ‘Ain’t it? Want me to give you some time with her? Not that I think she’ll tell you anything. “I’ve been to hear you lots of times. ’ The door opened and Saling entered again. . He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. There was, in fact, only one clear thought in his fevered brain: he had reached the hotel without falling down. What hotel should she go to? If she told a cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she required.
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