“Well?” “You and all the rest of them are always lamenting that I do not marry. “Poor old daddy! I wonder if he’ll spend much on the fatted calf?. . Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. When I awoke I followed my instinct to Athena’s temple. What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps gone. She was alone with a deadly enemy. Heaven forbid. There! You are trying to take your hand away. So he resolved to try another tack. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. He was looking pale and ill.
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