|
The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: occurred that night, and not even an explanation that I am sure of.
I did a foolish thing under impulse, and I have not been sorry.
It was something after two when the door-bell rang. It rang quickly,
twice. I got up drowsily, for the maids and Mrs. Klopton always
lock themselves beyond reach of the bell at night, and put on a
dressing-gown. The bell rang again on my way down-stairs. I lit
the hall light and opened the door. I was wide-awake now, and I saw
that it was Johnson. His bald head shone in the light - his crooked
mouth was twisted in a smile.
"Good Heavens, man," I said irritably. "Don't you ever go home and
go to bed?"
The Man in Lower Ten |
