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Adams, Samuel Hopkins, 1871-1958

"The Unspeakable Perk"

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"Go nothing! I'm not going. Neither are you, I hope, until you've
told me lots more about yourself."
"All that for a spray of orchids?"
"But they are quite rare ones."
"And very lovely."
The girl mused, and a sudden impulse seized her to take the unseen
acquaintance at his word and free her mind as she had not been
able to do to any living soul for long weeks. She pondered over
it.
"You aren't getting ready to go?" he cried, alarmed at her long
silence.
"No; I'm thinking."
"Please think aloud."
"I was thinking--suppose I did."
There was so much of weighty consideration in her accents that the
other fear again beset him.
"Did what? Not come down from the rock?" "Be calm. I shouldn't
want to face you any more than you want to face me, if I decided
to do it."
"Go on," he encouraged. "It sounds most promising."
"More than that. It's fairly thrilling. It's the awful secret of
my life that I'm considering laying bare to you, just like a dime
novel. Are you discreet?"
"As the eternal rocks. Prescribe any form of oath and I'll take
it."
"I'm feeling just irresponsible enough to venture.


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