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Miss Sharp suddenly dropped her dark blue parasol and bent to pick it up

again--and as she did she changed the conversation by re that

there were an unusual quantity of aeroplanes buzzing from Buc

This was unlike her--I cannot think why she did so I wanted to steer

her back to the subject of Versailles and its --

Burton puffed a little as ent up the rather steep slope by the Aile

du Nord, and Miss Sharp put her hand on the bar and helped him to push

the chair

"Is it not hateful for --

"It leaves you --that is the agony--thinking"

"It should not be--to have tihed unconsciously

Over ain,

and protect her and ive her ti in the world she could wish for--But I dared not say

anything, and she hung back again a little, and once more it made the

conversation difficult--and e reached a sheltered spot by the

"point du jour" I felt there was a sort of arht to work and not talk further to-day

She went directly from the parc to catch her train at five

o'clock--and I heeled back to the hotel

And now I have the evening alone before me--but the day is distinctly a

step onward in the friendship line