Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. “Ferringhall, were you or were you not dining last night at a certain restaurant in the Boulevard des Italiennes with—la petite Pellissier?” Now indeed Sir John was moved. ” “Of course you’re converted?” she said. “Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him.
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