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Yet, at least, there is no present
occasion for our quarrelling. Sit down."
"Thank you, I prefer to remain standing. I presume whatever you may
desire to say will not require much time?"
Farnham leaned forward, decidedly jarred from out his assumed mood of
cold sarcasm. He had expected something different, and his face
hardened with definite purpose.
"That depends," he said soberly, "on your frame of mind. You do not
appear extremely delighted to meet me again. Considering that it is
now fully three years since our last conversation, you might strive to
be, at least outwardly, cordial."
She gathered up her skirts within her left hand, and turned calmly
toward the door.
"Is that all?"
The man leaped impulsively to his feet, his cheeks burning with sudden
animation, his previous mask of reckless indifference entirely torn
away.
"Hell, no!" he exclaimed warmly, as instantly pausing when she wheeled
swiftly about and faced him firmly. "No, it is not all. Of course, I
had a special purpose in sending for you.


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