The Eagle's Shadow

by James Branch Cabell

Spring prompted her.

"Oh, where have you been, Billy boy?"

queried Margaret's wonderful contralto,

"Oh, where have you been, Billy boy, Billy boy?

Oh, where have you been, charming Billy?"

She sang it in a low, hushed voice, just over her breath. Not looking

at him, however. And oh, what a voice! thought Billy Woods. A voice

that was honey and gold and velvet and all that is most sweet and rich

and soft in the world! Find me another voice like that, you

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