Schmidt, to have dragged you
into this horrid--"
"I wouldn't have missed it for anything in the world," said he so
earnestly that she sat up a little straighter and caught her breath.
"After all, they will do no more than assess a fine against us. A
hundred francs, perhaps. That is nothing."
"I am not so sure of that," said she gloomily. "My friends were
saying only yesterday that the new law provides for imprisonment as
well. Paris has constructed special prisons for motorists, and people
are compelled to remain in them for days and weeks at a time. Oh, I
hope--"
"I'll inquire of the footman," said Robin. "He will know." The
footman, whose face was very long and serious, replied through the
tube that very few violators escaped confinement in the "little
prisons." He also said "Mon dieu" a half dozen times, and there was a
movement of the driver's pallid lips that seemed to indicate a
fervent echo.
"I shall telephone at once--to my friends," said Miss Guile, a note
of anger in her voice. "They are very powerful in Paris.
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