At Boulogne they took train to Basle; next morning they breakfasted together in the buffet of that station, and thence they caught the Interlaken express, and so went by way of Spies to Frutigen. I thought I’d see Paris, do the thing—like a toff. ‘Parbleu,’ came indignantly from the lady. I thank God for His sunlight on your face. She accepted his rejoinder with a brief nod. Her eyes where glassy and shining. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. “My wife refused absolutely to have anything more to do with me. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. ‘Then we will beg. Stanley coughed and faced toward the house.
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