It was an impulse. His hand flew across the paper. The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ burst from mademoiselle as she jumped up. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun.
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