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Charles D. Stewart. The Wrong Woman
The Wrong Woman
Table of Contents
ILLUSTRATIONS
She saw that she would have to continue her journey afoot (page 13) … … Frontispiece
From drawings by Harold M. Brett
The Wrong Woman
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
The stars, a vast audience, had all taken their places
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
CHAPTER VI
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
"There's number one," Steve remarked casually
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
CHAPTER XI
In the very midst of that dread ordeal known as a test
CHAPTER XII
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Charles D. Stewart
Published by Good Press, 2019
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"As I was just going to explain," she said, straightening up again, "I had an accident with my horse. I came in here to find a water-hole and he ran away and threw me off. Then I found I was lost"; and she went on to relate the details of her adventure up to the time of her arrival at the shack.
As she spoke, she felt as if she had been thrust out into the middle of a big empty stage to make a speech to that momentous audience of one man—a speech upon which everything depended. However panic-stricken she might be, she must not show it. For that would give him an opening for assurances, for allusions which would have to be recognized, for asseverations which would have to be formally confided in—intimacy. And that must not be. The least betrayal of fear by her would bring it about. There must not be even the suggestion of a situation. It had been a godsend that, upon the first failure of her courage, the dog had offered himself as a reason. The dog had made an excellent cover for her trepidation. And now it was a support to feel that the dog was walking about—an object upon which to saddle her nervous apprehension at any moment when she lost control.
