Everett’s gaze dropped to
the papers in his hand. “Excuse me?” Mike threw Michelle a strange look,
bursting into a grin. The thing is, Miss Charvill
—’
‘He told you my name?’ cut in Melusine, surprised. What hotel should she go to? If she told a
cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might
drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she
required. ’
‘But—’
‘Do not argue with me, but go at once,’ ordered Melusine swiftly, taking a
high tone intended to subdue the independent spirit Kimble had lately shown
himself to possess. It was painted in the early seventeenth century
by a minor artist named DuPre. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd,
whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. And he had good reason before long to congratulate
himself on his forbearance. II.
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