"Here is another," said the Firefly, "who has come to welcome you. Oh,
yes, Monsieur, you must know, and you must count henceforth as your
friends in any need, even to the death, all those who bear the name of
Raincy-la-Tour. Permit that I present you to my wife, who is of your
country."
"Jean's wife is my sister, Mr. Bayne," Miss Falconer said.
CHAPTER XXVI
AN UNEXPECTED VISIT
I don't know what they thought of me, probably that I was crazy. For a
good minute, a long sixty seconds, I simply stood and stared. The duke's
blue uniform, his wife's black-gowned figure, and the white, radiant
blur that was Miss Falconer revolved about me in spinning, starry
circles. I gasped, put out a hand, fortunately encountered Dunny's
shoulder, and, leaning heavily on that perplexed person, at last got
back my intelligence and my breath.
"Won't you shake hands with me, Mr. Bayne?" smiled the Duchess of
Raincy-la-Tour.
I was virtually sane again.
"I do hope," I said, "that you will forgive me. Not that I see the
slightest reason why you should, I am sure.
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