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She was in excellent spirits, and it was not until she had taken off her hat, and was considering the question of dinner or no dinner, that she remembered that another day had passed, and she was not a whit nearer being able to pay her to-morrow's bill. Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike.
Brendon always comes home with me, and to-night both are away. Mary is very good, but she is too nervous to be the slightest protection." "I am very glad," he answered, in a low tone. "It has been a delightful evening for me." "And for me," Anna echoed. A curious silence ensued. Anna was sitting before the fire a little distance from him Ennison himself remained standing.
We have so many actresses who aspire to great things in the drama, not one who can interpret as you have interpreted it, the delicate finesse, the finer lights and shades of true comedy. Ennison will make a thousand enemies if he takes you from the stage. Yet I think that he will do it. "For my own part I have come fully now into my inheritance.
He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. Ennison stood still for a moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. "I'm d d if I understand this," he said thoughtfully. "I never saw Courtlaw with her never heard her speak of him. He was going to tell me something and he shut up.
The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. Suddenly she felt her wrist grasped by a strong hand. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. "Anna! Thank God I have found you at last. But you have not finished surely. Your second turn is not over, is it?"
They were suddenly thrown aside, and a man stepped out from his hiding-place. A little exclamation of surprise escaped Ennison. Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry. "You!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here? How dare you come to my rooms!" The man stepped into the middle of the room. The last few months had not dealt kindly with Mr. Montague Hill.
"It is a conspiracy," she exclaimed. "Come, we must go home and have some luncheon. My little maidservant will think that I am lost." They clambered down the hill together. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Ennison paused by the little gate.
"Every one raves about her," Lady Angela continued. "For my part I can see no difference in any of these French girls who come over here with their demure manner and atrocious songs." "'Alcide's' songs are not atrocious," Ennison remarked. Lady Angela shrugged her shoulders. "It is unimportant," she said. "Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did.
Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. "What do you mean, Annabel? You only knew Mr. Ennison slightly " There was a dead silence in the little room. Anna sat with the face of a Sphinx waiting. Annabel thought, and thought again. "I knew Mr. Ennison better than I have ever told you," she said slowly. "Go on!" "You know in Paris they coupled my name with some one's an Englishman's.
"If he has a key," Ennison said, "how are you to be safe?" "I had bolts fitted on the doors yesterday," she answered. "If he is not here now I can make myself safe." It was certain that he was not there. Anna came back into the sitting-room with a little sigh of relief. "Indeed," she said, "it was very fortunate that I should have met you this afternoon. Either Sydney or Mr.
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