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Updated: May 1, 2025
It is astonishing how they have multiplied they have multiplied even beyond the ratio of our self-reduplicating population. There are so many already that this morning I read in my paper of a trolley-car striking a horse-cab! The reporter had written quite unconsciously, just as he used to write horseless carriage. Yes, the motor-cab is now the type, the norm, and the horse-cab is the the the "
I've been so miserable all day, knowing you were miserable; and I've felt horribly guilty for fear, after all, I'd said too much. Of course if you'd guessed where I meant to come, you wouldn't have stirred out of the hotel, and it was better for you to see for yourself. Unless Ivor Dundas came here with a motor-cab, as we did, he could hardly have arrived yet, so if he does come, we shall know.
"The lady has left the Pension Malfait," he said, briefly. "She has gone away." "There must be some mistake!" Sylvia exclaimed, in French. "My friend would never have left Lacville without telling me." The commissionaire went on: "But I have brought back a motor-cab as Madame directed me to do." She paid him, and went downstairs hurriedly. What an extraordinary mistake!
"No," said Father Brown, quite simply, but suddenly standing up, "for a very short journey. For one of the shortest, in fact. But we may still be in time to catch him if we go there in a motor-cab."
Then she peeped to see if anyone were about; but there was nobody in the corridor. We hurried out, and as Lisa already knew where to find the 'service' stairs, we were soon on the way down. At the side entrance of the hotel the motor-cab was waiting, and when we were both seated inside, Lisa spoke in French to the driver, who waited for orders. "I think you might take us to the Rue d'Hollande.
Look, there are hours of daylight left; and see what a night it's going to be!" He pointed over their heads, to where a white moon hung in the misty blue above the roofs of the rue de Rivoli. She made no answer, and he signed to a motor-cab, calling out to the driver: "To the Bois!" As the carriage turned toward the Tuileries she roused herself. "I must go first to the hotel.
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