There were mysterious rustlings that made him glance hopefully toward the sea. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair. He hesitated for a moment and then he followed her. You never can tell. "Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. He might go on as the devoted lover until he tired.
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