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An astonishing intrepidity induced him to speak to her after a lapse
of five or six minutes, and so surprising was the impulse that he
blurted out his question without preamble.
"How did you manage to get back so quickly?" he inquired.
She looked up, and for an instant there was something like alarm in
her lovely eyes, as of one caught in the perpetration of a guilty
act.
"I beg your pardon," she said, rather indistinctly.
"I was away less than eight minutes," he declared, and she was
confronted by the wonderfully frank smile that never failed to work
its charm. To his surprise, a shy smile grew in her eyes, and her
warm red lips twitched uncertainly. He had expected a cold rebuff.
"You must have dropped through the awning."
"Your imagination is superior to that employed by the author of this
book," she said, "and that is saying a good deal, Mr.--Mr.--"
"Schmidt," he supplied cheerfully. "May I inquire what book you are
reading?"
"You would not be interested. It is by an American."
"I have read a great many American novels," said he stiffly.


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