Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. What duty does a girl owe to any one before her father? Obedience to him, that is surely the first law. Drink the toast, Jack. That added to his puzzle. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. If only for the sake of her argument with her home, she wanted success. You have not forgotten——” “I have forgotten nothing?” he answered, enigmatically. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. Lucy sat in the back seat as the trio sped through intersections in the old sedan. I jumped then—I was not even shaken. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled. ‘Good God! Everett Charvill, as I live. ” She noted that as a good saying, and it germinated and spread tentacles of explanation through her brain.
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