When London Sleeps — page 109: what you’re looking at

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ba A DECIDED NEGATIVE. could have given Queenie that air of high-bred dis- tinction which was one of her natural gifts. . “How do you do, Rodney??? she said, with courtesy, but without warmth of greeting. Then, turning to Mark, she asked, anxiously: ‘‘Any let- ters, waiter ?”? | ‘“Nothing, miss.”? A iook i? pain came into Queenie’s beautiful eyes, and she sighed deeply. ‘That will do. You can go.”? Mark left the room, but not before a glance, sur- charged with meaning, supplicating on the one side and threatening on the other, had passed between him and Captain Haynes. Queenie chanced to intercept the glance, and as soon as the door had closed behind the waiter, she turned at once to her cousin. “Did you ever meet that man, before??? she asked, abruptly. Rodney started slightly, the question was so un- expected. But long experience, in more or less ticklish situations, had taught him self-control. “Certainly not,’? he answered, with an admirable assuinption of surprise. ‘‘ Why do you ask?’ __ “I suppose it’s my fancy only, but he always ap- pears to have such a strange look in his eyes when you are here, almost as though you terrified him.”? _ Rodney laughed, an easy, natural laugh. If he could have acted as well on the stage as he did off, he would certainly have made his fortune behind | es pens ea ae VerAeant & 3 com ic bool cs.com Dehua amen lM ibr ay LR Pinte ae ed esr