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His eyes were red. He was in a curious state of desperation. "Nor am I now," he answered. "I have spoken too many truths to-night. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?" "You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?" Ennison said stiffly. "Why not? Isn't the whole thing a lie?
Call her Miss Pellissier, eh? I tell you she's my wife, and I've got the certificate in my pocket." "I don't know who you are," Ennison said quietly, "but you are a thundering liar." Hill staggered to his feet and drew a folded paper from his pocket. "Marriage certificates don't tell lies, at any rate," he said. "Just look that through, will you."
Earles," she said, "that if I were to tell you that although that poster was designed from a rough study of me, and although my name is Pellissier, that nevertheless, I am not 'Alcide' would you believe me?" "You can try it on, if you like," Mr. Earles remarked genially. "My only answer would be to ask you to look at that mirror and then at the poster.
Her eyes were wide open with amazement. "Mr. Ennison!" He released her. "Good God!" he exclaimed. "Who are you Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?" Anna laughed. "If it is a choice between the two," she answered, "I must be Annabel Pellissier. I am certainly no ghost." "You have her face and figure," he muttered. "You have even her name.
I have recently made your sister's acquaintance, and in the course of conversation I understood from her that her Christian name was Anna. Some friends who saw us dining together persist in alluding to her as Miss Annabel Pellissier. I am guilty practically of the impertinence of coming to ask you whether I misunderstood your sister."
"I plead guilty, Miss Pellissier," he answered at once. "I saw you go into that place, and I have been waiting for you ever since." "I am not sure whether I feel inclined to scold or thank you," she declared. "I think as I feel in a good humour it must be the latter." He faced her doggedly. "Miss Pellissier," he said, "I am going to take a liberty." "You alarm me," she murmured, smiling.
"Only four spoonsful left," she declared briskly, "and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney." "Right!" he answered. "I'll bring it to-morrow. Fresh ground, no chicory, and all the rest of it. But Miss Pellissier!" "Well?" "Are you quite sure that you want us this evening? Wouldn't you rather be alone? Just say the word, and we'll clear out like a shot." She laughed softly.
Perhaps for the first time he realized that Anna was by no means an ordinary person. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life. It was possible that his first impressions had not been correct. "Your name, I believe, is " "Pellissier," Anna answered. "Allow me," the doctor said, "to give you a word of advice, Miss Pellissier.
"He mentioned the matter to me also," Miss Pellissier remarked stiffly. "The visit seems to have made a most painful impression upon him. To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject." Anna sprang up. "I will be off," she declared. "My cab with all that luggage would give the whole show away. Good-bye, aunt." Miss Pellissier tried ineffectually to conceal her relief.
She dropped a flower it's in my pocket-book now. I couldn't rest or eat or sleep. I made Hainault's acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. He shook his head all the time. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. She had a few acquaintances, English gentlemen, but she lived with her sister was a lady. But one day he came to me. It was Celeste's idea.
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