And Mrs. Torrence is ready again for the Secretary, convicted now of sight-seeing.
An hour had sufficed him to register and unpack his bag and trunk in the room assigned to him in Torrence Hall.
It could be done; in fact, Mr. Torrence has suggested that legal means could be found for getting rid of you.
The next minute I hear that the desire of Mrs. Torrence's heart is to get into the greatest possible danger—and to get out of it.
Halfway to Torrence Amy stopped suddenly and clasped a hand to his forehead.
