The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “don’t!” “Why not?” she asked, smiling. If you knew your aunt were alive, if she expected you, that would be different. Still, something had marked the face, something had left an indelible touch. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. “Let’s go outside.
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