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Updated: May 8, 2025
I dare say I shouldn't care about being a model, but all the same I am going to earn my own living." "Earn your own living!" Mademoiselle Rignaut echoed, in something like horror. She had met the Duke and the Duchess she had traveled even to London and had passed the night beneath the ducal roof.
"I think that Herr Freudenberg, as he calls himself, would be too clever for me if I tried anything of that sort. You see, I have put this revolver into my pocket. I am going to avoid the lonely places, and have Kendricks with me as much as possible." She nodded. "Take care of yourself," she advised, in a matter-of-fact tone, as they turned into the street where Mademoiselle Rignaut lived.
There was a wondering scream, an exclamation of delight, and Julien stood on the pavement for fully five minutes. Then Lady Anne reappeared, followed by her friend. "Sir Julien," she said, "this is Mademoiselle Rignaut. I am awfully lucky. Mademoiselle Rignaut has a room she can let me have and we are going to raid her shop and get everything I want. She has costumes as well as hats."
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