His kind eyes were puffy with fatigue. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. Melusine choked on a laugh, and Gerald at once seized the initiative, speaking in a tone deliberately soothing. He was a business man, pure and simple, his eyes were fastened always upon the practical side of life. ’ ‘Emile Gosse,’ Melusine said flatly, in the same language.
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