But she wished she could put the thing she had done in some way to them so that it would not hurt them so much as the truth would certainly do. ‘It is, you understand, that Monsieur Charvill did not—how do you say in English?—having an eye to an eye—’ ‘Didn’t see eye to eye with the Vicomte Valade? That I can well believe. He seemed to be thinking hard. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. “No, I am alone,” she answered. “What can you do?” she asked. It would hurt no one. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. C. I want to give you time to think. It would make my wife very happy.
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