A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words. He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. ’ ‘What, Madame Valade?’ demanded Gerald. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. "You have lived over here?"—astonished. Beyond that everything was nebulous. The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform.
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