On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. " "You've been misinformed, Sir," interposed Smith. He might be unfortunate, but he would scarcely be a fool. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself. ‘It is, you understand, that Monsieur Charvill did not—how do you say in English?—having an eye to an eye—’ ‘Didn’t see eye to eye with the Vicomte Valade? That I can well believe. His efforts at self-destruction were, however, prevented. Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce de bête!’ and burst into tears. Talked about his years, his position and his constituents, and always sneaked off back to his hotel just when the fun was going to begin. ‘I know that, miss. We are not animals.
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