10/12 At the back of this there was a small piece of tape with printed black letters. "Baxter & Co., General Drapers, Bayswater," she read out, throwing down the cloak contemptuously. "I don't go to a London suburb for my frocks; I get them in Paris." "Then you are sure this cloak isn't yours ?" asked Lucian, much perplexed. I'll go with you, if you like; or better still," cried Mrs.Vrain, jumping up briskly, "I can take you to see some friends with whom I stayed on Christmas Eve. |