The Woman in the Alcove by Anna Katharine Green
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like yourself should have none on a subject so gruesome. I shall
never cease regretting bringing you here tonight. I shall seize on the first opportunity to take you home. At present we are supposed to await the action of our host." "He can not keep all these people here long," I ventured. "No; most of us will he relieved soon. Had you not better get your wraps so as to be ready to go as soon as he gives the word?" "I should prefer to have a peep at the people in the drawing-room first.," was my perverse reply. "I don't know why I want to see them, but I do; and, uncle, I might as well tell you now that I engaged myself to Mr. Durand this evening--the gentleman with me when you first came up." "You have engaged yourself to--to this man--to marry him, do you mean?" I nodded, with a sly look behind to see if Mr. Durand were near enough to hear. He was not, and I allowed my enthusiasm to escape in a few quick words. "He has chosen me," I said, "the plainest, most uninteresting puss in the whole city." My uncle smiled. "And I believe he loves me; at all events, I know that I love him." My uncle sighed, while giving me the most affectionate of glances. |
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