Cheveney was another Paris friend, was he?” she asked. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s
ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. No, let us dine here, and then go
and have our coffee on the boulevards. He grunted a
little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. Meet me. So, then, fifty gold
was considerable; it would carry Ah Cum across four comparatively idle months. And what took you to Remenham House?’
‘I shall come to that presently,’ said Gerald cautiously. In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty
grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived
between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. "I am.
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