Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. “There is no time for that. They could not have called it a fatal motor accident if he had not been dead. As he looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. ’ ‘Well, she didn’t walk through the walls, that’s certain,’ said Hilary acidly. But we have got to talk upon indifferent themes until we have done with this blond young gentleman from Bavaria. “I have given it up,” she answered. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards.
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