” A man who had been sitting with his hat tilted over his eyes at an adjacent table had risen to his feet and stood suddenly before them. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own. It’s no good hiding it any more. Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. " He opened his eyes again. “I will have your true reason. His smile faded. Attempts were made upon the door of the Lodge; but it was too strong to be forced. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly.
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