Part I
KATHERINE
CHAPTER I
ODD knew that he was late as he drove down the Champs Elysées in a rattling, closed fiacre. He and Besseint had talked so late into the evening that he had barely had time to get to his hotel in the Marbœuf quarter and dress.
Besseint was one of the cleverest French writers of the day; he and Peter had battled royally and delightfully over the art of writing, and as Besseint was certainly more interesting than would be the dinner at the Embassy, Peter felt himself excusable.
Lady—— welcomed him unresentfully—
“Just, only just in time. I am going to send you down with Miss Archinard—over there talking to my husband—she is such a clever girl.”