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 "Yes, you must not go."

"Not go?"

"No, you must come back."

"You bid me?"

"Yes, I bid you. You must come back to the hotel."

"But it was you who this very morning drove me away from it."

"Forget it. Many things have happened since then. Will you not come?"

"Of course, I will come."

"Then give me your arm."

And so it happened that as Lord Francis Onslow and Mme. Lucille de Vigny stood at the door of the Prospect Hotel after their walk, they perceived Lady Francis and a gentleman whom neither of them had seen before coming toward them arm-in-arm, and engaged in the most intimate conversation.