‘I told you I could
handle her. ”
“It is,” he replied, “the one humiliation of my life. So, when I tell you she loves you, I know. And then
you go—and half throttle me. ‘First I must see Jacques, and—’
‘No need for that,’ intervened Roding, grasping her arm and trying to drag her
to the door. Having disposed of his steed and
swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw
himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. To-night we leave
for Marseilles. He then unfolded his choice and held it before her face. ’ He grimaced. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse
me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee.
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