"I didn't know the machine had such stuff in it," said McClintock. Do you mean to tell me you didn’t understand why I wanted you to come here?” “Not a bit of it,” said Ann Veronica stoutly. Who says that I am not Meysey Hill? I was trying to scare you. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. The idea of this sudden reluctance was elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it. Finally she decided that even for an hotel she must look round, and that meanwhile she would “book” her luggage at Waterloo. " "On the contrary, if that is a specimen, they must be poets. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank. ” “You—you did what?” Anna exclaimed. . Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. CHAPTER XII.
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