Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him. For an instant,
Melusine watched him go. Determined,
however, to conquer the feeling as soon as possible, Wood had given orders to
have the evening meal served there; but, notwithstanding all his good resolutions
upon his first entrance, he had much ado to maintain his self-command. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering
lights. She told me the tale the other night, and
I've only elaborated it. “Montague Hill, the man who was found lying wounded in Bucknall Mansions
late on Wednesday night in the rooms of a well-known artiste, has recovered
sufficiently to make a statement to the police. But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede. May I do so to-day?”
“It’s your gate,” she said, amiably; “you got it first. When he was given the telegram he flew to the Praya, engaged the fast motorboat he had previously bespoken against the need, and started for the Macao
Passage, with the vague hope of speaking The Tigress. She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge
extravagantly lit field in the new part of town.
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