"Really, my dear, no one, seeing you, now, could blame the man for giving you a key to this place where he is popularly supposed to be undisturbed.

Mr.King is neither such a virtuous saint, nor so engrossed in his art, as to resent the companionship of such a vision of loveliness--simply because it comes in the form of good flesh and blood.

Why be angry with me ?" Her cheeks were crimson as she said, again, "Will you go ?" "Not until you have settled the terms of peace," he answered with that leering smile.

"Fortune has favored me, this afternoon, and I mean to profit by it." For an instant, she looked at him--frightened and dismayed.

Suddenly, with the flash-like quickness that was a part of her physical inheritance from her mountain life, she darted past him; eluding his effort to detain her--and was out of the building.
With an oath, the man, acting upon the impulse of the moment, ran after her.