There is some deep treachery hidden beneath his words. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me. There are times when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected thing. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. She knew that I cared for her, she had admitted that she cared for me.
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