Set on unravelling her secrets, Gerald pursues every possible clue—much to the indignation of Mademoiselle. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. Hetty, looking out of the window—she always smoked her after-breakfast cigarette at the window for the benefit of the less advanced section of Morningside Park society—and trying not to raise objections, saw Miss Stanley going down toward the shops. ‘Comment? You have then met this Suzanne?’ The woman turned a deep red. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. You don’t know what you ask nor what you say. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. The last few months had not dealt kindly with Mr. CHAPTER X.
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