At the
same, moment, she came to a sudden halt, starting so violently that the
loosely-fastened roses fell scattering on to the floor.
The sunlight fell into the room, making it much lighter than the
landing. Full in the glare, Carrissima was appalled to behold two
figures: Mark and Bridget. He, who but yesterday had declared that he
had not seen her for some weeks, that he had no wish ever to see her
again, was to-day holding her in his arms. Her head was thrown back,
her chin invitingly raised; her lips were pressed to his.
CHAPTER XVII
HASTY WORDS
Miller had been too well trained to betray the slightest astonishment
at what he must have seen as distinctly as Carrissima.
"Miss Faversham," he imperturbably announced, and on the instant Mark's
arms dropped to his side, and Bridget, after a glance which was
overflowing with reproach, turned towards the door.
"Where is Miss Faversham?" she asked in an unusually high voice,
wondering that she could see no sign of a visitor.
Miller, glancing aside at the landing, saw Carrissima on her knees by
the balusters, engaged in picking up the scattered roses.
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