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I don't suppose you recollect the circumstance, Monsieur, but I very well remember meeting you at Chaudfontaine some years ago." "No, I don't remember," said M. Linders faintly, "but I think I may trust you. You will see that Madelon reaches Liége safely?" "I will take her there myself," answered Graham. "Would you like to send any message to your sister?"
No, not a third of the people were stopping at the hotel, the greater part had come over from Liége, and would go back there by the ten o'clock train. "Then you do not know many of them?" Graham said. "No," the Belgian admitted, "he did not know many of them; only those who were staying at Chaudfontaine.
Such a day in Horace Graham's life was a certain hot Sunday in August, that he spent at the big hotel at Chaudfontaine.
Horace Graham left Chaudfontaine by the earliest train the following morning; and of all the people he had seen on that Sunday evening at the hotel, only two ever crossed his path again in after years M. Linders, and his little daughter, Madeleine. Retrospect.
An accident to a goods train had caused a detention of several hours all along the line, as he was travelling to Brussels, and it was by the advice of a Belgian fellow-passenger that he had stopped at Chaudfontaine, instead of going on to Liége, as he had at first proposed doing, on hearing from the guard that it was the furthest point that could be reached that night.
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