Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. “My arrival appears to be opportune,” he said stiffly. "Well, Sir?" cried the other, eagerly. Men usually do. ” “Oh, well!” he said, a little doubtfully, “it’s just a phase,” and bent down and rested his hand on her shoulder for a moment, with his heart beating and his nerves a-quiver. "You heard me say it! It was inevitable. Anna picked up an ancient magazine, and began to turn over the pages in a leisurely way. ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended.
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