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out Herr Wilder's bill. "There shall be no more of that," had
been her words to Meredith, a half hour before, "I shall make
out your bill." The others in the gallery dining room were wait–
ing uselessly for him to appear. Outside, everywhere, the sun was
radiant, picking out each detail with glistening edges. Regular
walkers strode through the English Gardens and marveled at such
freshness.
When it opened, Nicolas sent a telegram at the Post-Tele–
graf to Walter Norman: "Arrive tonight by train on my way to
Greece meet me Nicolas," thereby using all his last marks. .
At 9: 05, the Venedig Express departed for the South. He
was on it long before it left. He did not see Mary Jane boarding
First Class. Nor could either of them know the kind of scene her
husband would make upon their joint arrival, that evening, in
Venice.
It would be interesting to relate, but people tell so many
versions it is impossible to get at the truth.
