But now she felt that she was herself.
There was something that she wished to know, something that the
knowledge she had gained in her child's room that day suggested as a
possibility.
She regretted her note to Emile. Why had not she asked him to come
alone, to-morrow, or even to-night--yes, to-night?
If she could only be with him and Vere for a few minutes to-night!
CHAPTER XXIII
When Artois received Hermione's letter he asked who had brought it,
and obtained from the waiter a fairly accurate description of Gaspare.
"Please ask him to come up," he said. "I want to speak to him."
Two or three minutes later there was a knock at the door and Gaspare
walked in, with a large-eyed inquiring look.
"Good-day, Gaspare. You've never seen my quarters before, I think,"
said Artois, cordially.
"No, Signore. What a beautiful room!"
"Then smoke a cigar, and I'll write an answer to this letter."
"Thank you, Signore."
Artois gave him a cigar, and sat down to answer the letter, while
Gaspare went out on to the balcony and stood looking at the bathers
who were diving from the high wooden platform of the bath
establishment over the way.
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