The Bittermeads Mystery by E. R. (Ernest Robertson) Punshon
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"I don't think they'll trouble me for all their threats," he said. "For that matter, I rather hope they will try something of the sort on. They need a lesson." "Oh, I do hope you'll be careful," the girl exclaimed. He laughed again and made another lightly-confident, almost-boastful remark, to the effect that he did not think any one was likely to interfere with him. For a minute or two longer they lingered, chatting together as they stood in the gas-light on the veranda and from his hiding-place Dunn watched them intently. It seemed that it was the girl in whom he was chiefly interested, for his eyes hardly moved from her and in them there showed a very grim and hard expression. "Pretty enough," he mused. "More than pretty. No wonder poor Charles raved about her, if it's the same girl--if it is, she ought to know what's become of him. But then, where does this big chap come in?" The "big chap" seemed really going now, though reluctantly, and it was not difficult to see that he would have been very willing to stay longer had she given him the least encouragement. But that he did not get, and indeed it seemed as if she were a little bored and a little anxious for him to say good night and go. At last he did so, and she retired within the house, while he came |
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