The palanquin is hired and so is the
procession. ‘What is it?’
‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’
‘You can leave the young lady to me. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to
her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless,
delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like
immobility. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. "If you don't stop its squalling, I
will. ‘You kissed me that you might make me find it
for you instead?’
‘I had no such intention. However, to cut a long matter short, my proposal's this:
—I've taken a fancy to your bantling, and, as I've no son of my own, if it meets
with your concurrence and that of Mrs. "I'll lay my life he's gone on a fox-and-goose-chase to Mr. "Si—lence!" vociferated Charcam, laying great emphasis on the last syllable. “Your best route will be via Boulogne and Folkestone at
nine o’clock from the Gare du Nord.
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