you mean?" "Mlle. Fersen, you mean?" "That's what she calls herself." There was a chilly displeasure in her tone, which made her seem suddenly much older. "What does she want here? Why does she come? She can't have anything in common with us. She may even be a foreigner—vulgar and horrid——" "That's what she calls herself." There was a chilly displeasure in her tone, which made her seem suddenly much older. "What does she want here? Why does she come? She can't have anything in common with us. She may even be a foreigner—vulgar and horrid——" "I don't think she's like that," he interposed. "I don't think she's like that," he interposed. She flashed round on him. She flashed round on him. "You know her, then?" "You know her, then?" "I've seen her—just once," he answered, slowly. "I've seen her—just once," he answered, slowly. "Is she——" She seemed to struggle with the question. "Is she very beautiful, Major Tristram?" "Is she——" She seemed to struggle with the question. "Is she very beautiful, Major Tristram?" "No—I think not—not at all." "No—I think not—not at all." "That's worse then." And then quickly, passionately: "Oh, I wish she wasn't coming! I don't know why the very thought of her frightens me. It's as though I knew she was going to bring trouble—a sort of presentiment——" "That's worse then." And then quickly, passionately: "Oh, I wish she wasn't coming! I don't know why the very thought of her frightens me. It's as though I knew she was going to bring trouble—a sort of presentiment——" "You're
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