. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his
table at her. Her faithful servant struggled, with her assistance, to rise. "Who—who is the Marquis de Chatillon?"
"Your adopted son, Thames Darrell," answered Winifred. "
"There's some one in the garden at this moment," cried Jack; "I saw a face at the
window. Arrived there, the porter thundered at the massive door of the Lodge,
which was instantly opened—Shotbolt's note having been received just before. But he wrote on. As she neared the bottom of the dip in Piccadilly she saw a woman
approaching her from the opposite direction—a tall woman who at the first
glance seemed altogether beautiful and fine.
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