Chapter 15

“And you said yes, I hope?” She turned to me with a charming conventional smile. I might have been an acquaintance of the day before yesterday. I made her a low bow. “J’avais bien l’honneur, madame,” but refusing to take up our usual bantering tone, she murmured a hospitable commonplace and disappeared. Boris and I looked at one another. “I had better go home, don’t you think?” I asked. “Hanged if I know,” he replied frankly. While we were discussing the advisability of my departure Geneviève reappeared in the door…