The man looked hard at him. Then blackness. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. If you don’t think it would be a social outrage, perhaps I might walk with you to your railway station. ‘You would know more of me?’ ‘I would know everything about you,’ Gerald told her, his tone at once provocative and inviting. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. She did not wince. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. “I am afraid your broken dinner engagement will not be so easy to explain. It’s a damned hard thing to do. Brendon told him the name of a distant restaurant and sprang in by her side.
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