Brent looked at her
with marked appreciation "You mustn't be angry, child. What is it?
Eh?, Something forbidden?" and he leered knowingly at her. Then he
made a quick snatch at the book, saying:
"Show it me!"
Peg ran across the room and turning up a corner of the carpet, put
the book under it, turned back the carpet, put her foot determinedly
on it and turned again to face her tormentor.
Brent went rapidly across to her. The instinct of the chase was
quick in his blood.
"A hiding-place, eh? NOW you make me really curious. Let me see." He
again made a movement toward the hidden book.
Peg clenched both of her hands into little fists and glared at
Brent, while her breath came in quick, sharp gasps. She was prepared
to defend the identity of the book at any cost.
"I love spirit!" cried Brent.
Then he looked at her charming dress; at her stylish coiffure; at
the simple spray of flowers at her breast. He gave an ejaculation of
pleasure.
"What a wonderful change in a month. You most certainly would not be
sent to the kitchen now. Do you know you have grown into a most
attractive young lady? You are really delightful angry. And you are
angry, aren't you? And with me, eh? I'm so sorry if I've offended
you. Let us kiss and be friends.
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