When London Sleeps — page 46: what you’re looking at

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4 WOMAN 1 WITH A Pape D5 PA hotoh the rouge upon her cheeks was a little ts | thick, and the dark lines beneath her eyes a trifle too pronounced, she was looking very handsome in her perfectly-fitting habit of dark-blue cloth, the skirt of which she held gathered together in one hand. She gave one quick glance toward Dave Engle- heart, who still remained near the entrance of the tring, but the young athlete, absorbed in his own re- flections, which must have been pleasant ones from — the smile upon his lips, was not even aware of her appearanice. Then her eyes flashing angrily and her lips tightly compressed, she advanced with an easy swinging step toward her employer. “Vou wish to speak to me?’ she asked, curtly. ‘Ves, Miss Corrode.”’ ‘*Be as quick as you can, please.’’ | Annoyed at her haughtiness, which was not far removed from insolence, Jonesio spoke more sharply than he had intended after his wife’s remonstrance. © “Vour act lately has been most slipshod and care- less. You have ridden poor Margery as if you didn’t © care whether the tricks were done or not, and often but for the grooms you would have come a nasty eropper. You don’t take any interest in your work, Miss Corrode, and, without that, your rein will be- come uncertain, your hand lose its cunning.”’ ; _ And, with a short bow, he walked away, without — giving her any chance to reply. ah : She looked after him, her dark brows contracted Bon, ‘ in’ fos 4 ry ee - yaa . A YZ vi aN ity J ‘. ft) . . Ag i , * : : @ 1@ us F ie Pet AY a4 « be 2 ae ks ba! i ; ("ie > g ' ] ‘ J : a ¥ *.° aN ee fuar ; va ey » = a ti : Ay . » “OER i . s A. hes , ' a) ; $ ‘ ~ 1 a a a7 aed * J) ie POS 7 ve he at tt rt ; vd / LY bs Je — ; Yih’, ent ns mye . ae “4 od Brat Meare | gh OM < Ca ah ul . » Ye ra Pt Pag 4 r 4 L a Va a Z oe ‘1.4 > 1 , ie . ‘ ~r* 4 “Har? » 1 y= RH ye ir far ~Fe - Ps ve ‘\ AN MSY vt -~ aay 6