I had the presence of mind to thrust in my foot, and, before he could resent the act, a voice in the background cried: "For shame, clon!
"Historical Romances: Under the Red Robe, Count Hannibal, A Gentleman of France"
Stanley J. Weyman
clon, the porter, continued to hold the door obstinately ajar and to eye me with grinning spite, until his mistress, with some sharpness, bade him drop the bars, and conduct me to a room.
"Historical Romances: Under the Red Robe, Count Hannibal, A Gentleman of France"
Stanley J. Weyman
He went away, thinking doubtless that clon would stay with me.
"Historical Romances: Under the Red Robe, Count Hannibal, A Gentleman of France"
Stanley J. Weyman