” “Please go then, Mr. He liked to draw her in, and she did her best to talk. But he looked back into the hall and spoke to the sergeant who could just be seen behind him. I was helpless. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. He passed but a cursory glance over the formal certificate that identified the Frenchman before him as one André Valade, distant cousin to the Vicomte Valade. He refrained from pointing out that the case would be exactly the same if she was not a lady. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. They want some fun, and there isn't any. All these wonderful comrades, henceforth and for ever hers. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. And she had been doubting since that walk in the Zoological Gardens whether, indeed, he did simply care for her. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. “The visit seems to have made a most painful impression upon him.
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