The features
were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow
below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun?
Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of
energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald
made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the
dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to
look for his hostess. ‘The old man who lives here, idiot. "
"Would you like to have me come in and talk?" How tender that sounded!—talk!
"If you want to. She is curiously altered in many
ways. "
He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. The Disguise.
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