175 “Before you tell me the whole story,” she emphasized the penultimate word, “just let me do something for you. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. “And children must we women bear— “Oh, damn!” she cried, as the hundred-and-first couplet or so presented itself in her unwilling brain. I am almost old enough to be your father. Nevertheless she withdrew her hand. He wore a long coat, beautifully flowered, and a hat with a turned up brim. . “The fellow is not such a blackguard, after all. ‘But if there is one, how in the world did this mystery lady of yours know of it?’ ‘That, Lucy, is precisely the point that has been exercising my mind,’ Gerald said, turning his eyes once more to the group of French exiles in the alcove. . ” Capes lifted her hand and kissed it.
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