The Wrecker · Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne
We talked in this vein far into the night. I was myself so exultant in my new-found liberty, and Pinkerton so proud of my triumph, so happy in my happiness, in so warm a glow about the gallant little woman of his choice, and the very room so filled with castles in the air and cottages at Fontainebleau, that it was little wonder if sleep fled our eyelids, and three had followed two upon the office clock before Pinkerton unfolded the mechanism of his patent sofa.
· · ·
End of part 9 of 29
Continue readingCHAPTER VIII. FACES ON THE CITY FRONT.
Starvard