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Updated: June 17, 2025
The effort to give a mocking accent to her voice was a failure. "Yes. The idea just occurred to me. There were other vacant chairs, and there was nothing inviting in my facial expression. Come, let me have the truth." "I have a friend who knows Flora Desimone." "Ah!" As if this information was a direct visitation of kindness from the gods. "Then you know where the Calabrian lives?
She was not an idler in the Rue Royale, and it did not require that indefinable intuition which comes of worldly-wiseness to discover this fact. She might be a friend of the Desimone woman, but she had stepped out of another sphere to become so. He recognized the quality that could adjust itself to any environment and come out scatheless.
From the window came "Sai cos' ebbe cuore!" sung as only Nora could sing it. The ferrule of Flora Desimone's parasol bit deeply into the clover-turf. "Do you know the Duchessa?" asked Flora Desimone. "Yes." It was three o'clock the same afternoon. The duke sat with his wife under the vine-clad trattoria on the quay. Between his knees he held his Panama hat, which was filled with ripe hazelnuts.
A woman was coming serenely down the path from the wooded promontory, a woman undeniably handsome in a cedar-tinted linen dress, exquisitely fashioned, with a touch of vivid scarlet on her hat and a most tantalizing flash of scarlet ankle. It was Flora Desimone, fresh from her morning bath and a substantial breakfast.
Nora was face to face at last with Flora Desimone. "I wish to speak to you," said the Italian abruptly. "Nothing you could possibly say would interest me," declared Nora, haughtily and made as if to pass. "Do not be too sure," insolently. Their voices were low, but they reached the ears of the Barone, who wished he was anywhere but here. He moved silently behind the palms toward the exit.
Give me her address." There was a minute wrinkle above the unknown's nose; the shadow of a frown. "She is very beautiful." "Bah! Did she send you after me? Give me her address. I have come all the way from Burma to see Flora Desimone." "To see her?" She unguardedly clothed the question with contempt, but she instantly forced a smile to neutralize the effect.
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