"How quick you are to learn!" he said. "But I really wanted the light
this time.... Just light up, Burnett," he called to the man, who had
come out on the porch.
The electric bulb flashed out again just over my head. Latimer turned
and looked at me. When I couldn't bear it any longer, I looked
defiantly up at him.
"Pardon," he said, smiling; nice teeth he has and clear eyes. "I was
just looking for that boyish resemblance Mr. Moriway spoke of. I hold
to my first opinion--you're very feminine, Miss Omar. Will you read to
me now, if you please?" He pointed to a big open book on the table
beside his couch.
"I think--if you don't mind, Mr. Latimer, I'll begin the reading
to-morrow." I got up to go. I was through with that garden now.
"But I do mind!"
Silken voice? Not a bit of it! I turned on him so furious I thought I
didn't care what came of it--when over by the great gate-post I saw a
man crouching--Moriway.