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Updated: May 13, 2025
"May Carey."... "Pesin', sair." "Rose Cooper."... "Yes, sir." "Janet Wild."... "Y-y-yes, s-sir." "Mary Wild."... A solemn hush fell upon the school, and presently Janet Wild threw her arms out on the desk before her, let her face fall on them, and sobbed heart-brokenly.
"If I go near her, he'll tell her what I am. If he didn't, I'd have to tell her. There's no way anywhere for me. And he made me so. . . . And by God! it's in me in me to to if she writes again " He straightened up, turned the key calmly, and let himself in. Burgess was asleep, but Berkley went into his room and awoke him, shining a candle in his eyes. "Burgess!" "S-sir?"
The butler halted, thunderstruck. "Ye-es, s-sir?" "Turn round, Eccles; I want a look at you." Eccles faced him unwillingly, with a stolid front but shifty eyes. Kirkwood glanced him up and down, grinning. "Thank you, Eccles; I'll remember you now. You'll remember me, too, won't you? You're a bad actor, aren't you, Eccles?"
Next he held out a ruler and asked something about that, and also a bottle of ink. Following this he put a few queries about specific gravity, atomic weight, and the like. Then he sat thrumming his desk and appeared far away in thought. After a while he turned to Ken with a smile that made his withered, parchment-like face vastly different. "Where do you play?" he asked. "S-sir?" stammered Ken.
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