[The Prisoner of Zenda by Anthony Hope]@TWC D-Link bookThe Prisoner of Zenda CHAPTER 17 10/19
"You're too soon, my boy!" His head was close to hers.
I suppose he whispered to her, for I saw her point to the moat, and I heard her say, in slow and distinct tones: "I had rather throw myself out of this window!" He came close up to the window and looked out. "It looks cold," said he.
"Come, Antoinette, are you serious ?" She made no answer so far as I heard; and he, smiting his hand petulantly on the window-sill, went on, in the voice of some spoilt child: "Hang Black Michael! Isn't the princess enough for him? Is he to have everything? What the devil do you see in Black Michael ?" "If I told him what you say--" she began. "Well, tell him," said Rupert, carelessly; and, catching her off her guard, he sprang forward and kissed her, laughing, and crying, "There's something to tell him!" If I had kept my revolver with me, I should have been very sorely tempted.
Being spared the temptation, I merely added this new score to his account. "Though, faith," said Rupert, "it's little he cares.
He's mad about the princess, you know.
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