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The Golden Circle

CHAPTER II FROM OUT THE WRECKAGE

Word Count: 1534    |    Released on: 17/11/2017

t scarcely had she thrown the full weight of her body on that object and swung herself through than the thing

tered senses, found herself in the midst of it al

? What have I d

escaped him," s

and silence, she began to doubt it. Here she was in a strange place-some one's b

, "is my luckee da

ss into which she had fallen. She put out a hand and felt the rough edge of sp

d. "And I did it. Or did I? How could I d

ntent. Her ears had caugh

oming. Now I'

eanne begun to wonder about that when there came the sound of a door being opene

hout a second's hesitation. She had those unmist

tle." These thoughts, flashing through the little French girl's keen mind for the moment, drove all thought of her plight out of

n the window?"

Metal lamps with broken shades, tables split across the top, chairs with rounds gone-a

," she said gravely, "that so much d

hat's what my brother Tad does all the time. We buy broken things at auction sales and such pl

t the wreckage. "You'd think this was the

the girl said in a quiet tone. "But most of the time

yin

trange girl made a sweepi

ow do you say that in Engl

rl's fine white teeth showed

claimed. She put out a hand. Jeanne took i

elt her feet once more on a s

wonder you weren't cut by broken glass.

sy cha

ate them!" The gi

them. Some are good, some

big blue eyes were

hem for a long, long time. And they were v

open window. "Ugh! He is a very terrible man. I have not s

shouldn't have been much protection. And Tad, he-" she hesitated. "Well, he i

hostess, "Let's get out of here

hallway. Through a door to the right J

the girl said simply. "

of pride in her tone

and more," thought Jeanne. "

he first name out. "I have to do it," sh

M-e-r-r-y,"

hop." The girl led the way into a

rds escaped Jeann

t until we do we'll use them. See, the lights are very tiny. It costs little

was sincere. "I tr

rest on the bent shoulders of a person

reroom. And see! She isn't broken one bit." She p

as a flounder! Is that not how you say it he

shall make a beginning at piling up a fortune. See! I will go ou

ild fantastic whirl which set all

ame to a sudden end, for she was seized with a mood that unfitted her for the dance. W

been this way; just a little tad of a man. You'll get used to it. I h

u are, but what you've got in your head," she l

ee very soon. Won't you s

p from the lake?" Jeanne went danc

st. You will take me to a sale, a

ning if y

How wonderful! And t

e door, if

y I m

led th

rway leading to the street. "If I go to this sale shall I buy s

erry Irish laugh. "At this sale all packages are sea

d for the spot beneath the willows where on many a morning before the world was

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“You'll be entirely out of luck if you don’t lie right down and go to sleep!” Florence Huyler, her pal, exclaimed, making a significant gesture toward a sofa pillow which, as the little French girl had reason to know, was both heavy and hard. And Florence had muscle. Of late she had been developing herself. She had gone back to her old work as physical director in one of the many gymnasiums of this great city.”