" CHAPTER XI. Brendon,” he said, “may I rob you of your guest just for the drive home? I have only a few hours in England, and Miss Pellissier is an old friend. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. ‘That way. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. ’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. ‘Monsieur Charvill thought perhaps that his daughter would find not a welcome. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience. It’s all nonsense. Up to dinner yesterday I did not expect to come to Canton.
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