“Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. He did not explain what had happened to her. ” 209 Clotilde was no fool. ’ ‘On the contrary. The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. " A prophecy which was to be fulfilled in a singular way. Presently he became filled with astonishment over the singular fact that Ruth was eluding him in fancy as well as in reality. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign.
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