"It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was. Voilà tout. “I am sure, Anna,” she said, “I do not see why we should conceal the truth from you. Probably a sick man's whim. "This Enschede—the missioner. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. Go to it.
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