Martin was the only person to directly address Lucy again,
trying to reassure her that “real vampires melt in direct
sunlight. She has no proof—yet. ‘And since the entire company and Pottiswick himself were unable to
find hide nor hair of the infernal French female—’
‘English, Hilary,’ Gerald reminded him. "I have no sympathy," replied Prudence, "with a man who deliberately fuddles
himself with strong drink. ‘Nothing. I consider her a very charming young woman—and I
won’t hear a word about Paris, for there are things I don’t understand about that,
but I will stake my word upon it that to-day Miss Pellissier is entitled not only to
our admiration, but to our respect. Monsieur is going inside perhaps?”
But Sir John’s eyes were still riveted upon the poster, and his heart was beating
with unaccustomed force. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of
Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him
long ago.
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