You see, we travelled second class, and we are in the least known quarter of Paris. ’ Gerald suppressed a grin. “I heard the other day that she’d been taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris, personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. He smothered a laugh. Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed. I don’t think for a moment that he would recognize you. Wood, "and take your son with you. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his.
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