The Splendid Folly by Margaret Pedler
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chauffeur was standing at the open door.
"I'm sorry we've been so long coming, sir," he said, touching his hat. "I took a wrong turning--lost me way a bit." Then as Errington and Diana passed into the house, he added thoughtfully, addressing his engine:-- "She's a pretty little bit of skirt and no mistake. I wonder, now, if we was lost long enough, eh, Billy?" CHAPTER VII DIANA SINGS "I feel that we are very much indebted to you, Mr. Errington," said Stair, when he and Joan had listened to an account of the afternoon's proceedings--the major portion of them, that is. Certain details were not included in the veracious history. "You seem to have a happy knack of turning up just at the moment you are most needed," he added pleasantly. "I think I must plead indebtedness to Miss Quentin for allowing me such unique opportunities of playing knight errant," replied Max, smiling. "Such chances are rare in this twentieth century of ours, and Miss Quentin always kindly arranges so that I run no serious risks--to life and limb, at least," he added, his mocking eyes challenging Diana's. |
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