”
They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. ”
“Who are you?”
“I am a friend of Miss Pellissier’s,” Courtlaw answered. Capes flashed to an understanding of her intention, sprang to his feet, and
opened the door for her retreat. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him,
rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like
stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. The colouring was green and white, with softly shaded
electric lights, an alcove bedstead, which was a miracle of daintiness, white
furniture, and a long low dressing-table littered all over with a multitude of
daintily fashioned toilet appliances. It was possible that his first impressions had not been
correct. He got up. "Go on first with the light," he said.
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