The Opposite House: A Novel — page 166: what you’re looking at

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The Opposite Flouse. 161 Madam von Rotterswyl. You probably know noth. ing concerning the matter.” “Rotterswyl?’ interrupted Wikke, with a stupid glanee. ‘Oho, what about itP” “ He told me that he had known her, had made the acquaintance in a very unpleasant way. But drink another glass, Herr Wikke, I have more wine in the cupboard.” “Unpleasantr Ha, ha, ha!” laughed her com- panion, with a cunning twinkle in his eyes. ‘‘ Does he consider such things unpleasant? Unpleasant! Ha, ha, ha!—and did he tell you nothing more?” ‘“ He put me off till another time, when he would tell me the whole story,” said the Frenchwoman, with a keen glance at his glassy eyes. ‘ But no, I don’t want ‘another time,’ and I shall stick to my determination to leave to-morrow.” “Ha, ha, ha! Don’t do that, my angel!’ said Wikke, with a loud laugh. ‘‘There’s a tale con- nected with the old witch; but it’s a confoundedly ticklish business, and whether I can venture to speak of it—”’ “Well? Wasn’t I right in thinking that you are not a whit better than your friend Brand?’ cried Heloise, with feigned indignation. “I'll ring for my maid at once, that my trunks may be packed.” Wikke held her arm. “What a hot-headed little rogue,” he said, jest- Comicbooks.c©