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After all, it was only as Lola that I thought
of her. The name fitted her personality, which Brandt did not. Out
of "Brandt" I defy you to get any curvilinear suggestion. I reflected
dreamily that it would be pleasant to walk with her among the roses in
the sunshine and to drink tea with her in dusky Moorish alcoves. I also
thought, with an enjoyable spice of malice, of what the retired Colonels
and elderly maiden ladies would have to say about Lola when she arrived.
They should have a gorgeous time.
So light-hearted did I become that, the next evening, while I was
dressing for dinner, I did not frown when the chasseur brought me up the
huge trilingual visiting-card of Professor Anastasius Papadopoulos.
"Show the gentleman up," said I.
Rogers handed me my black tie and began to gather together discarded
garments so as to make the room tidy for the visitor. It was a
comfortable bed-sitting-room, with the bed in an alcove and a tiny
dressing-room attached. A wood fire burned on the hearth on each side of
which was an armchair.


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