you get me what’ll send me to sleep all to-morrow - and to-morrow night!”
Never, I feel sure, were truth and falsehood more craftily interwoven; yet I had thought of none of it until the woman was at my door, while of much I had not thought at all. It had rushed from my heart and from my lips. And no sooner was I alone than I burst into hysterical tears, only to stop and compliment myself because they sounded genuine - as though they were not! Towards morning I took to my bed in a burning fever,
you arrive. I simply can’t allow you to come to-day, Mr. Cole!” He smiled, but I saw that he was in earnest, and of course I gave in.
“All right,” said I; “then I must content myself with seeing you off at the station.”
To my surprise his smile faded, and a flush of undisguised annoyance made him,