THE WRONG COAT
various shades of amazement, indignation, and fear. Hoax! It was, indeed, a very ungrateful world. Decidedly, this time, the girl meant to close the door in my face. Resolutely, I shouldered past her into the hall!
"How dare you?" she cried, her wonderful eyes blazing and wrath dyeing her cheeks. "If you do not instantly go, I shall call for help. How dare you?"
"This is servants' night out, and your aunt is away," I said, intending to tell her all at once.
But she suddenly drew back against the wall and gazed at me as if for all the world I resembled the uprising of Jason's dragon-teeth.
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