E. Phillips Oppenheim,
The Long Arm of Mannister — VI. A woman Intervenes
(1908)
“ She laughed into his eyes, and Stevens sat down in his chair prepared to face he knew not what. All this time Mannister had not looked at him, and yet in the face of his companion he judged something of what was passing. "Our friend, I fear," he murmured, "will enjoy his dinner none the better for finding us so near," She smiled at him curiously. "One cannot tell," she murmured. "He calls himself an epicure in sensations. Even this one may appeal to him—to make love to the woman he adores, a few yards away from the one he has discarded. We shall see." ”
