Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire. Breakfast, too, was an impossible occasion. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. He had done it. I did not know what I was saying. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. ‘But Gérard—if you mean the fellow Alderley who was making eyes at Yolande—is not here. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband. But she does not resemble you in any other way. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over.
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