There was no way to warn her of his presence without startling her. The Return 231 II. Best assured of that. “You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He asked with a sardonic grin on his face. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. ‘It is in truth you?’ ‘Of course it is I. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them.
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