Nedra (Classic Reprint)

Excerpt from Nedra

A tall young man sped swiftly up the wide stone steps leading to the doorway of a mansion in one of Chicago's most fashionable avenues. After push ing the button sharply he jerked out his watch and guessed at the time by the dull red light from the panel in the door. Then he hastily brushed from the sleeve of his coat the telltale billiard chalk, whose pres ence reminded him that a general survey might be a wise precaution. He was rubbing a white streak from his trousers' leg when the door flew open and the butler admitted him to the hallway. This personage relieved him of his hat, coat and stick and announced Bliss Vernon is w'itin' for you, sir.

How the devil did I happen to let eight o'clock strike nine before I knew it? Muttered the visitor. He was at the drawing-room door as he concluded this self-addressed reproach, extending both hands toward the young woman who came from the fireplace to meet him.

How late you are, Hugh, she cried, half resent fully. He bent forward and kissed her.

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