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Thackeray, William Makepeace, 1811-1863

"The Best British Short Stories of 1922"

When they left him,
Kitty appeared to have made up her mind, and she spoke so earnestly
that even her lover could not argue with her.
"Ambrose, dear," she said, "I must see you no more, I shall devote my
life to good works. To-night I shall enter the Convent of the Little
Sisters at Kensington. It is a long, long good-bye, my dearest."
He did not answer her, but calling a taxi, he ordered the man to drive
to Throgmorton Street like the deuce.
III
He had told James and John to go home, but to his annoyance he found
them still in the office and busy as though nothing extraordinary had
happened. Brushing by them, he dashed into the inner room and turned
the key in the lock of his safe.
"Come out!" he cried, but nobody answered him.
It was odd, but when he looked inside that massive room of steel,
nobody was to be discerned there. At the same instant, however, he
heard the Count's voice immediately behind him, and turning he
discovered the man at his elbow.
"Well?" asked the fellow.
So there he stood, exactly in the same attitude as Ambrose had left him
when he crossed the room to find the document.


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