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She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. . . Moreover, she claims that this whole enterprise of hers is purely for the purpose of marrying an Englishman. Her mouth was once more covered as they left the second floor guest saloon and headed for the back stairs. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. “Is that you, Nigel?” she asked. S. “I’ve fallen in love. After five or six years it would not be difficult to hide in Italy or in France.
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