[Roger Ingleton, Minor by Talbot Baines Reed]@TWC D-Link bookRoger Ingleton, Minor CHAPTER FOURTEEN 12/21
"If you choose to be friends with me we shall get on very well, but you mustn't be rude." She turned her head away. "You aren't deaf, are you ?" said he, becoming still more nettled.
"I suppose if it was the heir of Maxfield that was talking to you you'd hear, wouldn't you? You'd be all smiles and nods to the owner of ten thousand a year, eh? Do you suppose we can't see through your little game, you artful little schemer? Now, will you speak or not ?" Her cheeks gave the only indication that she had heard this last polished speech as she gathered up her dress and swept out of the quadrille. "Wait," said he, losing his temper, "the dance is not over." She stepped quickly to a chair, and sat there at bay. "Come back," said he, following her, "or I will make you.
I won't be insulted like this before the whole room.
Come back; do you hear ?" And he snatched her hand. Rosalind looked up, and as she did so she caught a distant vision of an eye-glass dropping from a gentleman's eye to the length of its cord.
A moment after, Mr Ratman felt a hand close like a vice on his collar and himself almost lifted from the room.
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