He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. She had not been sufficiently prompted in relation to the ways of caravansaries; but her mind had been alert and receptive. " "I'm a queer girl," she replied with a smile. " "Do you suppose he knew?" "He? Oh, you mean Mr. ’ ‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a smile and sank into a curtsy.
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