Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. ‘Alcide’ or no ‘Alcide,’ there is not a music hall manager in London or Paris who would not give you an engagement on your own merits. “There’s the whole situation. She too at once developed an anxious interest in the street outside. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. At any rate she must see me. She was practically destitute of jewellery.
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