Report books

When the owner had occupied
the house that room had been disused, but it had, I found, been now
completely transformed, and was a most tasteful little nest of luxury
with its bright chintzes, its Turkey rugs and its cheerful fire on the
old stone hearth.
She laughed when I expressed admiration of her little den, and said--
"I believe it was the armory in the old days. But it makes quite a comfy
little boudoir. I can lock myself in and be quite quiet when the party
are too noisy," she added merrily.
But as my eyes wandered around they suddenly fell upon an object which
caused me to start with profound wonder--a cabinet photograph in a frame
of crimson leather.
The picture was that of a young girl--a duplicate of the portrait I had
found torn across and flung aside on board the _Lola_!
The merry eyes laughed out at me as I stood staring at it in sheer
bewilderment.
"What a pretty girl!" I exclaimed quickly, concealing my surprise. "Who
is she?"
My companion was silent a moment, her dark eyes meeting mine with a
strange look of inquiry.


Pages:
83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107