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Adding, with a faint, humorous little smile: "I'm afraid I'm leaving you rather a troublesome legacy." And now, nearly four years later, Ann had thoroughly realised that the task of keeping Tony out of mischief was by no means an easy one. Here, at Montricheux, however, she had felt that she could relax her vigilance somewhat.
Robin threw her a brief glance, then, drawing his whip lightly across the cob's glossy flanks, he asked casually: "And how did you leave the Brabazons?" "They're both looking very fit after three months in Switzerland, of course, but I think Tony found it a bit boring compared with Monte Carlo. They came straight on to Montricheux from Mentone, you know."
She was almost boyishly slender in build, and there was a sense of swift vitality about all her movements that reminded one of the free, untrammelled grace of a young panther. Tony Brabazon watched her consideringly while she poured out tea. "Montricheux has been like a confounded desert to-day," he remarked gloomily. He was obviously feeling very much ill-used.
Perhaps, after all, he had only asked her to remain a little longer, not because he really desired the pleasure of her company, but merely in order that he might not be inconvenienced by the necessity of taking her back to Montricheux before he himself was ready to go.
"At Montricheux," she replied. "Mr. Coventry saved me from a watery grave on the night of the Venetian Fete there." "From nothing more dangerous than a wetting, actually," interpolated Coventry in his abrupt way. "Well, even that's something to be thankful for," returned Robin, smiling. "Will you smoke?" He offered his cigarette-case, and the two men lit up.
Such, luck as we had that night at Montricheux. Do you remember?" Ann's heart contracted suddenly. Was she ever likely to forget to forget that day when, for the first time, Eliot Coventry's grey, compelling eyes had met and held her own? Since then she had touched heights and depths of happiness and despair which had changed her whole outlook on life.
Here at Montricheux one could easily imagine oneself shut away for ever from all that was hard and difficult and sordid enclosed within a charmed circle of enchanted mountains where life slipped effortlessly on from day to day. This morning Ann felt peculiarly aware of the peaceful atmosphere prevailing. It struck her how smoothly and easily the last few months had passed.
I was stopping a night or two at the Hotel de Loup, up in the mountains above Montricheux know it?" "Yes, I know it," replied Coventry mechanically. "There wasn't a soul in the place except me out of the season, you know.
She felt quite sure that if Tony's gambling propensities were bottled up too tightly, they would only break out more strongly later on when he might chance to be in a part of the world where he could come to bigger grief financially than was possible at Montricheux.
To bestow a charming half-hour of your companionship on the loneliest person in Montricheux? Oh, I think so." "You didn't look at all lonely this afternoon," flashed back Ann, remembering the pretty woman with whom she had seen him driving. "At the Battle of Flowers, you mean? No." He turned the conversation adroitly. "But I only won third prize, so I'm still in need of sympathy.
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