She never calls herself ‘Alcide. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow. At last I tried a dramatic agent, and got on the music hall stage. “I was sick of the make-believe. Have you ever heard the name of Meysey Hill?” “Meysey Hill?” He repeated it after her, and she knew at once from his tone and his quick glance into her face that the name possessed some significance for him. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. I was at work at it yesterday and the day before. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling.
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