The Matador of the Five Towns and Other Stories

the driver changes his mind, occurs once in every two or three hours. He, being under the necessity of telephoning to London on urgent business, had hired a bicycle and ridden in. Despite t

f magnificent women, Olive made a sensation therein. As for him, he could not help feeling just as though he had eloped with her. He could not help fancying

her dark eyes upon him,

ttle Moorish table in the hu

the awful shock of telling her that the Vaillacs were close at hand, that their secret was discovered, and that the

isted. You see her feelings towards him were so passionate that s

e said

e went on, because she knew now that he was not telling

most perfect toast in Brighton were to be had in this lounge, and upon my

be gay, but not v

e," she said. "I mean

e began j

ored him. "Do say

xclaimed. "

"I much prefer the n

, "let's go. Sa

murmured. "You ador

e asserted

said first that you didn't care for it, of

o-morrow,"

Her eye

have to leave Rottingd

idea of a capricious change of programme. It gave suc

e," he said to the

st Mimi. By no chance would they be caught. They would stick in their rooms all the evening, and on the morrow they would be away long before the Vaillacs were up. Papa and "mamma" Vaill

m the Royal York. He put his Olive into the returning Rottingdean omnibus, and then hurried to get his repaired bicycle. He had mome