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Red Money

CHAPTER VI
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But, had he known it, she had her eyes on the cottage all the time, and had he failed to come forth she would have come to inquire if he was at home.

But the artist did come forth, thinking to wile away an hour with the fascinating gypsy girl.

Always dressing for dinner, even in solitude, for the habit of years was too strong to lay aside--and, moreover, he was fastidious in his dress to preserve his self-respect--he appeared at the door looking slender and well-set up in his dark clothes.

Although it was August the night was warm, and Lambert did not trouble to put on cap or overcoat.

With his hands in his pockets and a cigar between his lips he strolled over to the girl, where she swayed and swung in the fairy light.
"Hullo, Chaldea," he said leisurely, and leaning against one of the moss-grown monoliths, "what are you doing here ?" "The rye," exclaimed Chaldea, with a well-feigned start of surprise.
"Avali the rye.


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