“We played at love-making in Paris. "Your wife?" "His lawful wife," said Ruth, with fine dignity. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. Then with an indescribable relief her feet were on the pavement, and she was being urged along by two policemen, who were gripping her wrists in an irresistible expert manner. When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. There was, in fact, only one clear thought in his fevered brain: he had reached the hotel without falling down. A mutual recognition took place at the same instant between the stranger and this individual. When I gave him an invitation to supper, I little thought he'd accept it.
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