The Opposite House: A Novel — page 58: what you’re looking at

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The Opposite House. 53 The road led down a slight hill, and Gerrald stooped forward to use the brake; it was probably the bending posture which sent the blood to his face. “TI? Whom should I choose?” listen, my youne friend, . Brand teplied, in- sdatinmoely, leanine closer to him. “There are rumors in town of a love affair with the Chénois. Is there any truth in the gossip °’”’ Traugott started as though the pale face was a viper, hissing at him with sparkling eyes. “No, no,” he vehemently exclaimed ; “a thou- sand times no! Who has dared to say so? ‘True, I once paid homage to her, because I was a boy who could be dazzled by the glitter of tinsel; now everything is at an end between us, and I hope I Shall never again be placed in the embarrassing position of being compelled to meet the lady.”’ The doctor smiled—a disagreeable smile—then suddenly turned his horse to the side of the road. A carriage was just dashing by, from which a head, covered with dark curls, bent forward, and a pair of sparkling eyes gazed at the two gentlemen with a strangely earnest expression—a look as swift and keen as a flash of lightning met Brand’s glance. He answered it with the same quickness and sharp- ness, then the equipage vanished in clouds of dust. A. short distance farther brought them to the cComiclsoo S