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Finally he insisted that he must
leave when the clock pointed dangerously near eleven.
"Mr. Stirling," said Miss De Voe, in a doubtful, "won't-you-please"
voice, such as few men had ever heard from her, "I want you to let me
send you home? It will only take a moment to have the carriage here."
"I wouldn't take a horse out in such weather," said Peter, in a very
settling kind of voice.
"He's obstinate," thought Miss De Voe. "And he makes his obstinacy so
dreadfully--dreadfully pronounced!" Aloud she said: "You will come
again?"
"If you will let me."
"Do. I am very much alone too, as perhaps you know?" Miss De Voe did not
choose to say that her rooms could be filled nightly and that
everywhere she was welcome.
"No. I really know nothing about you, except what you have told me, and
what I have seen."
Miss De Voe laughed merrily at Peter's frankness. "I feel as if I knew
all about you," she said.
"But you have asked questions," replied Peter.
Miss De Voe caught her breath again.


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