That’s who you ought to go and see, miss. And for Suzanne and the vicomte, I am nothing. ’ ‘So did your business about marrying an Englishman seem to me,’ Gerald returned. “John?” He turned around in the recliner. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. He had not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. He’ll appoint a meeting place with you and be ready at any time to bring a message to me. It was empty. She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. S. Coming from the gloom of the passage, even the corridors seemed sufficiently illuminated for them to see their way.
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