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Updated: June 14, 2025


"I simply hate to go," confessed Margaret Howes as she stood waiting for her taxi after the rest had departed. "I've had a gorgeous time and I am sorry to leave you. Remember you are to meet me in the tea-room at Artemis Lodge at four-fifteen tomorrow to look over the ground before Miss Pat plunges in. Wait for me in the corner near the door. I'll be on time if I can."

The four-fifteen express slid softly out of Paddington Station and Ashe Marson settled himself in the corner seat of his second-class compartment. Opposite him Joan Valentine had begun to read a magazine. Along the corridor, in a first-class smoking compartment, Mr. Peters was lighting a big black cigar.

Brimfield rolled up twenty-six points in four ten-minute periods and was scored on but once when, in the third quarter, Thacher managed a brilliant field-goal from the enemy's thirty-three yards. The contest was all over before four o'clock and Brimfield made a wild rush from the grounds to the town in the endeavour to get the four-fifteen trolley for Wharton.

The others liked the story better, but I hated it; and the wind sighed and died away. The little crowd becomes the reading public, and Hocker grows into an editor; he twists my arm in other ways. Some are brave, so the crowd kicks them and scurries off to catch the four-fifteen. But most of us, I fear, are slaves to Hocker.

She concealed, successfully she thought, the shock she felt at these new tactics of Paula's, studied the list and said she thought she should be able to return on the three o'clock train. She made a point however of not coming back until the four-fifteen.

Gordon was then in V.A. The Sixth, the Army class and the Upper Fifth were all supposed to be preparing for some future paper. All three forms had, of course, nothing to do. The Chief was in London. At four-fifteen Finnemore was observed to be moving in his strange way across the courts. With an almost suspicious quietness the oak desks were filled. "What are you doing to-day, Lane?"

"Er to go to Sheffield!" he said, putting the tips of his fingers together, and smiling with his eyes. "Eight guineas?" "Thank you!" said Paul, flushing and rising. "And you'll come to-morrow?" "To-morrow Sunday? Yes! Can you tell me about what time there is a train in the afternoon?" "There is a Central gets in at four-fifteen." "And will there be any way of getting up to the house?

Whoever heard of a Princess leaving a Prince for a Dragon!" "But she wasn't the ordinary sort of Princess," I argued. "Then she's got to be," criticised Hocker. "Don't you give yourself so many airs. You make her marry the Prince, and be slippy about it. I've got to catch the four-fifteen from Chalk Farm station." "But she didn't," I persisted obstinately.

The whole business was settled. Norah was to go as a paying guest to that place at Bournemouth, and Mavis would drive her over to Rodchurch Road and put her into the four-fifteen train. At the station they would meet a girl called Nellie Evans, whom by a happy chance Mrs.

I have had a lovely time but I have to go back tomorrow." "Do you?" said Eugene. "Why I do too. I'm going to take the four-fifteen." "So am I!" she laughed. "Perhaps we can go together." "Why, certainly. That's fine. I thought I'd have to go back alone. I only came down for over Sunday. I've been working up in Chicago." They fell to telling each other their histories.

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