Jeanne of the Marshes by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
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"It is charming, this," she declared. "Shall we challenge these two boys, Nigel? You are the only man who understands my leads, and who does not scold me for my declarations." "I am perfectly willing," Forrest answered smoothly. "Shall we cut for deal?" Cecil de la Borne leaned over and turned up a card. "I am quite content," he remarked. "What do you say, Engleton?" Engleton hesitated for a moment. The Princess turned and looked at him. He was standing upon the hearthrug smoking, his face as expressionless as ever. "Let us cut for partners," he drawled. "I am afraid of the Princess and Forrest. The last time I found them a quite invincible couple." There was a moment's silence. The Princess glanced toward Forrest, who only shrugged his shoulders. "Just as you will," he answered. He turned up an ace and the Princess a three. "After all," he remarked, with a smile, "it seems as though fate were going to link us together." "I am not so sure," Cecil de la Borne said, also throwing down an |
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