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"Aline!"

CHAPTER VIII
THE DREAM

"The door," Aline commanded her footman, and "Mount here beside me,"
she commanded Andre-Louis, in the same breath.
"A moment, Aline."
He turned to his companion, who was all amazement, and to Harlequin
and Columbine, who had that moment come up to share it. "You permit
me, Climene?" said he, breathlessly. But it was more a statement
than a question. "Fortunately you are not alone. Harlequin will
take care of you. Au revoir, at dinner."
With that he sprang into the cabriolet without waiting for a reply.
The footman closed the door, the coachman cracked his whip, and the
regal equipage rolled away along the quay, leaving the three
comedians staring after it, open-mouthed... Then Harlequin laughed.
"A prince in disguise, our Scaramouche!" said he.
Columbine clapped her hands and flashed her strong teeth. "But what
a romance for you, Climene! How wonderful!"
The frown melted from Climene's brow. Resentment changed to
bewilderment.
"But who is she?"
"His sister, of course," said Harlequin, quite definitely.


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