Not Trodger. "
"Can I trust him?" mused Jack. ‘Let’s see now. ”
He relapsed into a stony silence. ‘Yes, but I do not know why he should wish to
do so, and therefore I cannot permit that he interferes. I wish to rise in the world, mademoiselle, and you are going to help
me. For a few days
she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy
rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. “I ought to have done anything!
“What’s a man for?
“Friendship!”
He doubled up his fist, and seemed to contemplate thrusting it through the
window. He had conveyed it to her, not
verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble
method of prohibition. Why? Here
was a curtain indeed. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new
acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all.
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