Gerald liked her enormously. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own
sangfroid. His most eager
inquiries and most lavish bribes could gain no further information than that she
had left for England, and that her address was—London. “You told me that your name was Meysey Hill. We have known men who have come here for no other
purpose than to prove their unassailable virtue, who have strode into the arena of
temptation, waving the—the what is it—the white flower of a blameless life,
only to exchange it with marvellous facility for the violets of the Parisienne. Something drew you. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can
promise you. "Why, what the devil would you have had me do!—make myself scarce, eh? You
should have tipped me the wink.
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