The Mysterious Affair at Styles


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You defy me?"  
No, but I deny your right to criticize my actions. Have you no friends of  
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whom I should disapprove?"  
John fell back a pace. The colour ebbed slowly from his face.  
"What do you mean?" he said, in an unsteady voice.  
"You see!" said Mary quietly. "You do see, don't you, that you have no right  
to dictate to me as to the choice of my friends?"  
John glanced at her pleadingly, a stricken look on his face.  
"No right? Have I no right, Mary?" he said unsteadily. He stretched out his  
hands. "Mary----"  
For a moment, I thought she wavered. A softer expression came over her  
face, then suddenly she turned almost fiercely away.  
"None!"  
She was walking away when John sprang after her, and caught her by the  
arm.  
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Mary"--his voice was very quiet now--"are you in love with this fellow  
Bauerstein?"  
She hesitated, and suddenly there swept across her face a strange  
expression, old as the hills, yet with something eternally young about it. So  
might some Egyptian sphinx have smiled.  
She freed herself quietly from his arm, and spoke over her shoulder.  
"Perhaps," she said; and then swiftly passed out of the little glade, leaving  
John standing there as though he had been turned to stone.  
Rather ostentatiously, I stepped forward, crackling some dead branches with  
my feet as I did so. John turned. Luckily, he took it for granted that I had  
only just come upon the scene.  
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Hullo, Hastings. Have you seen the little fellow safely back to his cottage?  
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