The Fear of Life BY GERALD MAXWELL AUTHOR OF THE MIRACLE WORKER William Blackwood & Sons Edinburgh and London ५० ALL RIGHTS RESERVED I THE FEAR OF LIFE. CHAPTER I. "THERE are no other letters ?" 'No, I think not; none that require an answer, at any rate," said Joland, without looking up from the papers he was arranging in little symmetrical piles on one side of the big double writing-table that occupied the centre of the room. "Then you won't want me any more this morning?" asked the girl, pushing back her chair and rising with a sigh of relief. "There," she said, leaving her desk in the window and placing a heap of type-written letters and another heap of stamped and addressed envelopes on the farther side of the central table. Joland drew himself up with a slight effort, raised his eyes from the papers over which he had been stooping, and let them rest for a moment on the pleasant if rather plain face of the fair-haired girl opposite to him. "I shan't want you this afternoon either, Miss Tolson, nor to-morrow; not, in fact, until Monday - at the House. There is nothing of importance on the paper |