A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard. Her father held some printed
document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. "You came hither under my protection, and you
shall depart freely,—nay, more, you shall have an hour's grace. “They seem to come to you
as naturally as disappointment—to other people. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was
Nicholas’s wife, of course. That’s my opinion, if you ask me. “It can’t make any difference to
you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. " And, dexterously applying the implement, he forced open
the lock. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous
undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that
summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy
annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as
preoccupied with them. "I began to fear, from his having quitted the old place, that some misfortune
must have befallen him. . "Was I out of my head?"
"Yes. That's how I finally got wind of it.
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