"
"I wish I could help you," remarked Quincy.
"Thank you," said Lord Algernon; "perhaps you may be able to some day.
Don't forget her name, Celeste Archimbault; she is slight in figure,
graceful in her carriage, ladylike in her manners. She has dark hair,
large, dreamy black eyes, with a hidden sorrow in them; in fact, a very
handsome brunette. Here is my card, Mr. Sawyer. I will write my London
address on it, and if you ever hear of her, cable me at once and I'll
take the next steamer for America."
Quincy said that he would, and put the card in his cardcase.
He excused himself to Lord Algernon and his sister that evening; a prior
engagement made it necessary for him to leave for Boston early next
morning, and the farewells were then spoken. Lord Algernon's last words
to Quincy were whispered in his ear, "Don't forget her name--Celeste
Archimbault!"
The next Sunday morning Quincy and Leopold, as they approached Mrs.
Gibson's house on the Cliff, found Rosa Very standing at the little
gate. She had on the white dress that she had worn the Sunday before,
but which Leopold had not seen.
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