"You can no longer refuse to tell me the name of this youth's father, Aliva," he said. "Hurrah!" shouted he, waving his hat triumphantly over his head. “Ferringhall, were you or were you not dining last night at a certain restaurant in the Boulevard des Italiennes with—la petite Pellissier?” Now indeed Sir John was moved. He shut his eyes and groped for the wall to steady himself, wondering if this bit of mummery would get over. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen.
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