Monday, January 18, 2010

THE DUST FLOWER


It was unlikely that he could be trying to trap her by any such cheap melodramatic threat as this; and yet----

When several minutes had gone by in a silence which struck her soon as awesome, she turned slowly round, only to find herself alone.

She ran into the hall, but there was no one there. He must have gone downstairs. Leaning over the baluster, she called to him.

"Rash! Rash!"


Author : Basil King

Pattern : Putri Zanita


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