Mary Roberts Rinehart

Mary Roberts Rinehart

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Portrait of Mary Roberts Rinehart Mary Roberts Rinehart The Circular Staircase — Chapter XV (1908)

I was not actively antagonistic to Gertrude's lover, but I meant to be convinced, one way or the other. I took no one on faith.
That night the Sunnyside ghost began to walk again. Liddy had been sleeping in Louise's dressing-room on a couch, and the approach of dusk was a signal for her to barricade the entire suite. Situated as it was, beyond the circular staircase, nothing but an extremity of excitement would have made her pass it after dark.
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Portrait of Mary Roberts Rinehart Mary Roberts Rinehart The Circular Staircase — Chapter XV (1908)

Halsey was gradually waking.
"I've seen it," Liddy wailed. "A woman in white down the hall!"
I paid no attention.
"Halsey," I persevered, "some one is breaking into the house. Get up, won't you?"
"It isn't our house," he said sleepily. And then he roused to the exigency of the occasion. "All right, Aunt Ray," he said, still yawning. "If you'll let me get into something—"
It was all I could do to get Liddy out of the room. The demands of the occasion had no influence on her: she had seen the ghost, she persisted, and she wasn't going into the hall.
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Portrait of Mary Roberts Rinehart Mary Roberts Rinehart The Circular Staircase — Chapter XV (1908)

Louise received the news in the most unexpected manner, and when Gertrude came out to tell me how she had stood it, I think she was almost shocked.
"She just lay and stared at me, Aunt Ray," she said. "Do you know, I believe she is glad, glad! And she is too honest to pretend anything else. What sort of man was Mr. Paul Armstrong, anyhow?"
"He was a bully as well as a rascal, Gertrude," I said. "But I am convinced of one thing; Louise will send for Halsey now, and they will make it all up."
For Louise had steadily refused to see Halsey all that day, and the boy was frantic.
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