There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. ” She murmured. " "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity. John knew better. . “I’ve got it. Two women entered and sat down at the adjoining table. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. It never has had. It had ceased to beat. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. They litter up the room.
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