"As long as I live, I'll never forget that dress of hers," Prudence declared. ‘But Gérard—if you mean the fellow Alderley who was making eyes at Yolande—is not here. Gentlemen,—Mr. He was way out of her league and it was downright odd that he had obliged himself to talk to her, let alone walk her home. So I asks the maid a few questions like, and it seems it ain’t Mister Charvill they’re going to visit again, but General Charvill. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. “Monsieur would dine! It was very good! And Madame, of course?” with a low bow. I didn’t know.
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