“But I wanted to see you. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. When she entered the office a strange scene was presented to her startled gaze. Listen, you. By policemen one mustn’t shock. But they were old enough to start remembering you as mother, and we cannot have that. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke.
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