You knew me in Paris. ” Ann Veronica made no answer. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. He was a business man, pure and simple, his eyes were fastened always upon the practical side of life. Meantime, every preparation had been made outside for his departure. ‘Moreover, no one will believe any more that Yolande is me when they see this. ” She made some inane response. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. " CHAPTER XIII.
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