“I got Sydney’s telegram at ten o’clock, and caught the ten-thirty from the Gare du Nord. The carte de jour was before Monsieur. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait sympathique as she had discovered at the outset. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian.
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