In the Bishop's Carriage by Miriam Michelson
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she got it back!
She sailed up the hall and into the elevator, and I had to follow. We got of at the third story, and she brought me right to the door of 331. And then I knew this must be Evelyn. "Mrs. Kingdon's out, Miss. She didn't expect you till to-morrow." "Did she tell you that? Too bad she isn't at home! She said she'd be kept busy all day to-day with a business matter, and that I'd better not get here till to-morrow. But I--" "Wanted to get here in time for the wedding?" I suggested softly. You should have seen her jump. "Wedding! Not--" "Mrs. Kingdon and Mr. Moriway." She turned white. "Has that man followed her here? Quick, tell me. Has she actually married him?" "No--not yet. It's for five o'clock at the church on the corner." "How do you know?" She turned on me, suddenly suspicious. |
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