If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. He carried a small bag. Dolby was portly and handsome. I never met your sister in Paris, but I heard about her more than once. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. But I must—I ought—” “I MUST talk about this. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all wish to marry her. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means.
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