a quiet old man, who, in his appearance and manner of life,

Inowcometothatlastlineofyourletterwrittencrossways,inwhichyougivemeawordofcautionaboutyoursister.The

they could not see, at Toranomon probably. A few small

"I?"Nogustoftheeastwind,makingtheyoungleavescurlandshiver,thegasjetsflareanddiedownintheirlamps,coul

regarded the story of Kazmah as a very poor lie devised

"Oh,"hesaiddryly,"it'syou,isit?"Hismind,withitsincessantloveofrank,knowingthatsheearnedherlivingasah

speaking of Jun-san as a servant; though, of course, I

Theyoungmantookoutahandkerchiefwhichhadnotyetbeenunfolded."Theydomakemefeelso--it'sashametotakeyours

which swirled fully three feet of water, which, slowly

"Tellmeeverything,Ruth,asyouwouldtoabrother;letmehelpyou,ifIcan,inyourdifficulties,"hesaidtoheroneaf

was plainly entirely mad. Yes, and women too; take that!

Keepinghishand,fragileandveinedandchill,underherownwarmgrasp,Biancaanswered:"Lonely."Mr.Stonelookeds

of events. Already they were beginning to concentrate on

"Well,good-night!"saidHilaryhastily."Youmustrunoff...."Thatsameevening,drivingwithhiswifebackfromalo

leading through shrubbery. The police were all busy raging

Blancaopenedthedoor."Pleasego,"shesaid."I'llgoquietenough,"hemuttered,and,hanginghishead,walkedout.H

her arms, and laughed shrilly, insanely. Then she turned

And,lastofall,Mrs.Masonreturned;and,summoningher"youngpeople"oncemoreintotheparlour,shereadaprayerbe

cynical type of aristocrat, imperturbably. Then: “I had

"Here'stheaddress,B.I'vewrittenitdownforyou;"and,withpuckersofanxietyinherface,shelefttheroom.Bianca

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