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They alone exist." "It's vehy serious!" protested Miss Ingate. "It's vehy serious!" "We shall go to London to-morrow, shan't we, Winnie?" said Audrey across the table to her. "Yes," agreed Miss Ingate. "I think we ought. We're as free as birds. When the police have broken our arms we can come back to Paris to recover.
Gilman hear me called Tommy in this hotel," laughed Miss Thompkins, who was attired with an unusual richness, as she advanced towards Miss Ingate and Audrey. "And what are you doing here?" she questioned Audrey. "I'm staying here," said Audrey. "But I've only just arrived. I'm advance agent for my husband. How are you? And what are you doing here? I thought you hated London."
"I suppose," she said, catching the diabolic glances of Miss Ingate and Tommy, "I suppose you know almost more people in London than in Paris?" He answered: "Well, I count among my friends more than two-thirds of the subscribers to Covent Garden Opera.... By the way, do you happen to be connected with the Moncreiffs of Suddon Wester? They have a charming house in Hyde Park Terrace.
And Audrey, safe behind her veil, glanced gratefully and admiringly at Miss Ingate, who, taken quite unawares, had been so surprisingly able thus to get her out of a scrape. She felt very young and callow among these three women, and the mere presence of Madame Piriac, of whom years ago she had created for herself a wondrous image, put her into a considerable flutter.
"I feel sure it would be wiser for me to go home. I never could talk to detectives." Jane Foley snatched at one of the four cups and saucers on the table, and put it back, all unwashed, into the china cupboard. "Three cups will be enough for them to see, if they come," she said, with a bright, happy smile to Audrey. "Yes, Miss Ingate, you go home. I'm ever so much obliged to you.
He departed, leaving the two women speechless. After a moment, Miss Ingate said dryly: "He was so very peculiar I knew he must belong to these parts." "How did he know I left my blue frock at Miss Pannell's?" cried Audrey. "I never told him." "He must have been eavesdropping!" cried Miss Ingate. "He never found the key in your frock.
These two women had been seen in charge of policemen at the Exhibition police-station. It was understood by many that they were the last hope of militancy that afternoon; many others, on the contrary, were convinced that they had been simply a feint. "Well," said Miss Ingate suddenly, glancing up at the Imperial clock, "I think I shall move outside and sit in the car.
The suffragette procession in which Miss Ingate had musically and discreetly taken part seemed to her as she stood in Mr. Moze's changeless lair to be a phantasm. Then she looked at the young captive animal and perceived that two centuries may coincide on the same carpet and that time is merely a convention. "What you been doing?" she questioned, with delicacy.
I shan't feel comfortable until I've been and had my arm broken it's vehy serious." "What does she say? What is it that she says?" from the host. More interpretation. More laughter, but this time an impressed laughter. And Audrey perceived that just as she was regarding the Polish woman as romantic, so the whole company was regarding herself and Miss Ingate as romantic.
"But you'll be caught." "I shan't. I shall book to Ipswich first and begin again from there. Girls like me aren't so easy to catch as all that." "You're vehy cunning." "I get that from mother. She's most frightfully cunning with father." "Audrey," said Miss Ingate with a strange grin, "I don't know how I can sit here and listen to you.
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