Her anger died and she eyed him. “It is true,” he said, “that I was dining last night at a restaurant in the Boulevard
des Italiennes, and it is true that my companion was a young lady whose name is
Pellissier. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he
would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand
in his and pat it. A couple of gilt straight-backed chairs only. Over one of the pinnacles
of the tower a speck of pallid light marked the position of the moon, then newly
born and newly risen. "
"Well, this young lady I was about to describe," said the doctor, "is Enschede's
daughter. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you
remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see
anything more tender or beautiful?"
"I remember. She admitted her pleasure to Ramage.
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