’ The lady’s gaze dwelled thoughtfully on the half-drawn sword and then came up to meet his, an odd look in her eyes. He was indeed still in the throes of his bewilderment. “I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. Afterwards we started for a motor ride to a place outside Paris for déjeuner, and I suppose the man’s nerve failed him. I will not be sent away. “Have some more port wine, sir?” “It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. ‘I’m taking you to Gerald, my girl. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. "I have nearly done," replied the stranger. A radiant smile astonished him. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. " When the doctor entered the bedroom and looked into the faces of the culprits, he laughed brokenly.
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