The Eagle's Shadow

by James Branch Cabell

to be very much pleased--after all

I've done for him. He makes me awfully tired. I think he's

very
ungrateful

. I--I think I'm rather afraid."

In fact, she was. Now that the meeting she had anticipated these

twelve hours past was actually at hand, there woke in her breast an

unreasoning panic. Miss Hugonin considered, and caught up her skirts,

and whisked into the summer-house, and there sat down in the darkest

corner and devoutly wished Mr. Woods in Crim Tartary, or Jericho, or,

in a word, any region other than the gardens of Selwoode.