[At Love’s Cost by Charles Garvice]@TWC D-Link bookAt Love’s Cost CHAPTER III 5/11
What a confounded nuisance! nuisance! But it serves me right. I've no business to be loafing about the place." As the dogs came up, he put on that air of conciliation which we all know, and murmuring "Good dog! All right, old chap!" tried to pacify Donald and Bess.
But they were not accustomed to intruders, especially at that time of night, and they were legitimately furious.
Dancing round him, and displaying dazzling teeth threateningly, they drew nearer and nearer, and they would certainly have sprung upon him; but the girl came, not running, but quickly, down the steps and straight across the dewy grass towards them, calling to the dogs as she came in her clear, low voice, which had not a trace of fear in it.
Their loud barking changed to sullen growls as she approached; and, motioning them to be still, she stopped and gazed at Stafford, who stepped out into the moonlight. She said not a word, but, as she recognised him, a faint colour came into the ivory pallor of her cheek and an expression of surprise in the dark, fearless eyes. Stafford raised his cap. "I am very sorry!" he said.
"I am afraid you must think me a great nuisance; this is the second time I have been guilty of trespass." She was silent for a moment, not with shyness, but as if she were noticing the change in his dress, and wondering how he came to be in evening-clothes, and where he had come from.
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