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"Did I hear you say you had been ill?" she asked

He leant forward, bending his head low over the fringe; she could not see

his face "I had infla or other, and I went partially

off ot out of bed and walked about in an east ith a

temperature of a hundred and two, deciht have died!"

"No such luck"

"For shame! I've been ill too; did you know? Of course you didn't, or

else you'd have come to ask hoouldn't you? No, you wouldn't

How could you come when you were ill?"

"I would have come I didn't know"

"Didn't you? Oh, well--we had a fire here, and I was burnt; that's all

How funny you not knowing, though It was in all the papers--'Heroic

conduct of a lady' Aren't they silly, those people that write papers

I wasn't heroic a bit"

"I--I never saw it I was in Paris"

"In Paris? Ah, I love Paris! That's where I went for my honeymoon Was

that where you were ill?"

"Yes"

"Poor Louis! And I was so happy there"

Poor Louis!--she had loved Nevill in him and he was still a part of

Nevill And for the rest, she who understood so e him?