‘It is all the fault of that lantern. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. "I didn't think you'd been so easily fooled, Joan. It was a society column about the richest men in the world and their lavish parties. Call her Miss Pellissier, eh? I tell you she’s my wife, and I’ve got the certificate in my pocket. Naturally it all came out then. “I am developing ailments,” she said, meeting his questioning eyes. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance.
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