The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. ’ As if to bear her out, the door opened at this precise moment to admit Saling, who barely announced Captain Roding before the man himself strode into the room. I am gambling on his intuition. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. She had delicate oval features, light, laughing blue eyes, a pretty nez retroussé, (why have we not the term, since we have the best specimens of the feature?) teeth of pearly whiteness, and a brilliant complexion, set off by rich auburn hair, a very white neck and shoulders,—the latter, perhaps, a trifle too much exposed. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. “Oh, we are also under the spell,” he declared, “but I think that we are here mainly because it is cheap. Your face has flitted out of my watch-fire, and then I have been a haunted man. “You know nothing about the stage. He drew her to him with his hands upon her waist.
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