She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. ” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. She has already forgotten it. How fortunate that she recognises the resemblance. ‘Suppose you don’t know what sort of proof she was after?’ he asked. ’ The expression on Emile Gosse’s face was vicious under the smile.
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