Cloud for tea; at
the Pavilion Bleu. Mrs. Gaston is spending the day with relatives at
Champigny, and we may as well be mice under the circumstances. If you
have another engagement, pray do not let it interfere with the
pleasure I am seeking.' Nothing could be more exacting, my dear
Prince. She signs herself 'B. Guile,' and I am sure she is
magnificently beguiling, if you will pardon the play on words."
"You wouldn't adopt that tone of suspicion if you knew Miss Guile,"
said Robin stiffly. "I am sure nothing could be more frank and above-
board than her manner of treating the--"
"And nothing so cock-sure and confident," put in the Baron. "It would
serve her right if you ignored the letter altogether."
"If I were as old as you, Baron, I haven't the least doubt that I
should do so," said Robin coolly. "And by the same token, if you were
as young as I, you'd do precisely the thing that I intend to do. I'm
going to St. Cloud with her."
"Oh, I haven't been in doubt about that for an instant," said Gourou.
"At your age I greatly favoured the clandestine.
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