‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg. The young man had knocked over the siphon. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned.
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