He would have to buy them out, of course, for French people only came to England to make money; and it would mean a higher price.

And then that peculiar sweet sensation at the back of his throat, and a slight thumping about the heart, which he always experienced at the door of the little room, prevented his thinking how much it would cost.
Going in, he was conscious of an abundant black skirt vanishing through the door into the restaurant, and of Annette with her hands up to her hair.

It was the attitude in which of all others he admired her--so beautifully straight and rounded and supple.

And he said: "I just came in to talk to your mother about pulling down that partition.

No, don't call her." "Monsieur will have supper with us?
It will be ready in ten minutes." Soames, who still held her hand, was overcome by an impulse which surprised him.
"You look so pretty to-night," he said, "so very pretty.