Outside stood a
stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased
mass of spiky bottle-black hair. Young people ignore them until they find
themselves up against them. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and
a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black
water. I
tried to get across the terrace and onto the bridge to
introduce myself, but the crowds did not part and I lost
you. Supposing they find you
and take you away?—and she unprepared? Have you thought of that? Why did
you marry her?"
"God alone knows!"
"And you don't love her! What kind of a woman do you want, anyhow?"—with
rising anger. ‘She has constituted herself leader of
the émigrés here, and feels justifiably slighted by having taken the pretend
Valades under her wing. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’
‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice.
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