She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. ‘A little promenade, madame?’ Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little rustle of her silken petticoats. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned towards her. She washed her face twice after making smudgy eyeshadow and lipstick errors. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris.
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