" "For mercy's sake go up stairs," implored Sheppard. "The manager says there is still some doubt. The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. I believe it amused him. But to choose this of all moments. Suddenly he understood what had happened. Chapter XVII THE CHANGE IN “ALCIDE” “By-the-bye,” his neighbour asked him languidly, “who is our hostess?” “Usually known, I believe, as Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison answered, “unless I have mixed up my engagement list and come to the wrong house. We shall be torn in pieces if we are discovered. Good riddance. A radiant smile astonished him.
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