That was supposed to be Madame Valade. "You soon shall," rejoined Sheppard. The washerwoman reported that she had seen a man one day riding out for an early morning hunt, but was unsure of his identity. ” “You may be sure of the one,” she murmured. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. You disgust me. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. “I’m glad you’re all right,” he said, “because we want you to do us a favour.
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