"I'm your dupe no longer. CHAPTER XXVI Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. . She ran down alleyways and between buildings, faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no more. ” Anna was thoughtful. "Oh! never mind him: he'll take no harm! Come with me into the parlour. " "Pearls!" "Sounds romantic, eh? Well, forty years ago the pearl game hereabouts was romantic; but there's only one real pearl region left—the Persian Gulf. And all the third act is love-sick music. They shall hear of me no more. Besides, it was under false pretences. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. They had turned into the street, on the opposite side of which were the flats where Anna lived. ” His voice sounded muffled and heavy, as if he had gone to bed.
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