But to confess about Gerald—
no, a thousand times. “Of course, one lives
differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. Captain Hilary Roding and his inamorata,
Miss Lucilla Froxfield. ”
Part 9
She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a
sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. “They never seem so at first!” he said. And every day's experience proves that I was
right. The cry was echoed by
twenty different voices. When he
tried the scullery door, and would have moved on, Hilary intervened. . He returned figuratively to his bed—the
bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened
by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in
the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and
flaming sunflowers. ’
‘I find that difficult to believe,’ snapped the general, jerking to and fro as his
agitation mounted.
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