‘Eh bien, Eugénie. I stole
away and walked to the railway station. She reminded him sometimes of the one holy and ineffable Madonna, at others
of Berode, the great courtezan of her day, who had sent kings away from her
doors, and had just announced her intention of ending her life in a convent. I burned it. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with
her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. "Surely," he added, staring at Rowland, "either
I'm greatly mistaken, or it is—"
"You are not mistaken, Baptist," returned Rowland with a gesture of silence; "it
is your old friend. But she found an unknown lady’s discarded
garments, and selected some of those that she tried on, sending Kimble off down
the secret passage to load them onto the horse she had borrowed—unbeknownst
to its owner—from Father Saint-Simon. ”
“Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. ]
CHAPTER VIII
Slowly Ruth entered her own room. "I'd
rather have given a thousand pounds than this had happened.
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