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‘But if there is
one, how in the world did this mystery lady of yours know of it?’
‘That, Lucy, is precisely the point that has been exercising my mind,’ Gerald
said, turning his eyes once more to the group of French exiles in the alcove. One point was that she was to wear fancy dress in the likeness of a
Corsair’s bride, and the other was that she was to spend whatever vestiges of the
night remained after the dance was over in London with the Widgett girls and a
select party in “quite a decent little hotel” near Fitzroy Square. That for the men lay near
the Lodge, with which it was connected by a dark passage. Ramage—about the forty pounds. I’ve got no feminine class feeling. Rowland's purposes were, however, defeated in a manner as
unexpected as appalling. "
"Treated you like a white man there, did they?"
"Like a gentleman. Who walked you home?\" Mike asked her, his voice
tinged with jealousy, as she passed the garlic bread. But I'm resolved to see Lady Trafford. ”
“Oh. By
policemen one mustn’t shock. ”
“Then you had better ring the bell,” she declared, laughing.
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