MADAME DE TREYMES
She received this with a start, as a possibility too remote to have entered into her view of the future. "He is only eight years old!" she objected.
"Ah, of course it would be a long way off?"
"A long way off, thank heaven! French mothers part late with their sons, and in that one respect I mean to be a French mother."
"Of course—naturally—since he has only you," Durham again assented.
He was eager to show how fully he took her point of view, if only to dispose her to the reciprocal fairness of taking his when the time came to present it. And he began to think that the time had now come; that their walk would not have thus resolved itself, without excuse or pretext, into a tranquil session beneath the trees, for any
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