The next minute, I contrived, without either of 'em perceiving me, to convey it into my own pocket. ‘At this present, I must appropriate Lady Bicknacre. You are captain of your soul; don't forget your Henley. ’ She was obliged to acknowledge the justice of this complaint, and moved further into the passage to allow the men access. Ann Veronica’s tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes upon him, wondering what it might be that impended. Wood was dressed with more than ordinary care, and in more than ordinary finery. ‘A little promenade, madame?’ Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little rustle of her silken petticoats. ‘That’s just it. “Dear John,” she whispered. Gerald’s judgement was borne out a moment later. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. “You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry.
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