In and out of Three Normady Inns by Anna Bowman Dodd
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the next turn that we shall make to the right, the park of the P----
manoir will disclose itself. But, between us and that Park, there is a gate. That gate is locked. Now, gates, from the time of the Garden of Eden, I take it, have been an invention of--of--the other fellow, to keep people out. I know a way--but it's not the way you can follow. Henri and I will break down a few bars, we'll cross a few fields over yonder, and will present ourselves, with all the virtues written on our faces, to you in the Park. Meanwhile you must enter, as queens should--through the great gates. Behold, there is a cure yonder, a great friend of mine. You will step along the roadway; you will ring a door-bell; the cure will appear; you will ask him if it be true that the manoir of P---- is to rent, you have heard that he has the keys; he will present you the keys; you will open the big gate and find me." "But--but, Mr. Renard, I really don't see how that scheme will work." "Work! It will work to a charm. You will see. Henri, just help the ladies, will you?" Henri, with decisive gravity, was helping the ladies to alight; in another instant he had regained his seat, and he and Renard were flying down the roadway, out of sight. "Really--it's the coolest proceeding," Charm began. Then we looked through the bars of the park gate. The park was as green and as still as a convent garden; a pink brick mansion, with closed window-blinds, was standing, surrounded by a terrace on one side, and by glittering parterres on the other. "Where did he say the old cure was?" asked Charm, quite briskly, all at |
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