It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. ‘And now, monsieur le major—’ ‘I will see you to the door,’ Gerald said, looking with interest at the building that his observant groom had told him housed a small collection of nuns. It is repulsive. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. She has no proof—yet. In a moment he was beside her.
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