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Audrey was left alone and conspicuous on the dais. "Charming, isn't he?" said Miss Thompkins, arriving with Miss Ingate in front of the flower-screened platform. "Oh! he is!" answered Audrey with sincerity, leaning downwards. "Has he told you all about the Russian princesses?" "Oh, yes," said Audrey, pleased. "I thought he would," said Miss Thompkins, with a peculiar intonation.
She felt rather disappointed that Aguilar should once more have escaped her reproof and that the dream of his double life should have vanished away, but she was determined to prove that he was not perfect. "Well, I don't know about that," said Miss Ingate. "It wouldn't startle me to hear that he knew you were intending to come. All I know is that Miss Foley's been here for several days.
"But whatever do you mean?" cried Miss Ingate, aghast. "What do I mean? I mean our army will be here. All know it in Germany. They know it in Paris! But what can they do? How can they stop us?... Decadent!..." He laughed easily. "Oh, my chocolates!" exclaimed Miss Thompkins. "I've left them in the hall!" "No, here they are," said Nick, handing the box.
With a side-long gaze she saw Madame Piriac talking with a middle-aged Englishman, whose back alone was visible to her. Madame Piriac laughed and vanished out of sight into the dining-room. The Englishman turned and met Audrey's glance. Abruptly leaving Miss Ingate, Audrey walked straight up to the Englishman. "Good evening," she said in a low voice. "What is your name?"
"I took a strange man by the hand," said Audrey, choosing her words queerly, as she sometimes did, to produce a dramatic effect. "This morning?" "Yes. Eight o'clock." "What? Is there a strange man in the village?" "You don't mean to say you haven't seen the yacht!" "Yacht?" Miss Ingate showed some excitement.
Like a dream of happiness she lessened and faded, and Lousey Hard was as lonely and forlorn as ever. "But didn't you explain to your father?" Miss Ingate demanded of Audrey. "Of course I did. But he wouldn't listen. He never does. I might just as well have explained to the hall-clock. He raged. I think he enjoys losing his temper.
Didn't you know that?... And didn't you tell me not to forget Lady Southminster?" "Did I?" said Miss Ingate. Audrey heard voices in the corridor. Musa was parting from a subservient Shinner. Also the luggage was bumping along the carpet. She called her husband into No. 37 and kissed him rather violently in front of Madame Piriac and Miss Ingate, and showed him the note.
She was extremely pessimistic; she knew she could do nothing with Miss Ingate; and the thought of the vast, flaring, rumbling city beyond the station intimidated her. The porteur, who had gone away to collect their neglected small baggage, now returned, and nudged her, pointing to the official who had resumed his place behind the trunks.
Thus then they entered into the narrow pass aforesaid, which was the ingate to the Vale from the Waste, and little by little its dimness swallowed up their long line. As they went by the place where the lowering of the rock-wall gave a glimpse of the valley, they looked down into it as Face-of-god had done, but much change was there in little time.
Come in my car. I will see that you reach the Rue Delambre afterwards." "But Madame, we are at the Hôtel du Danube. I have my own car. You are very amiable." Madame Piriac was a little taken aback. "So much the better," she said, in a new tone. "The Hôtel du Danube is nearer still. But come in my car. Mademoiselle Ingate can return in yours. Do not desolate me."
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