Marie Belloc Lowndes

“ The morning of the day he was leaving Enghien, the Comte De Poupel came up to him.
“I also am leaving this place to-day,” he said, “and I also am going to Switzerland. Perhaps, Mr. Oldchester, we might travel part of the way together.”
For the first time the American looked cordially at the Frenchman, although his brow clouded somewhat when the count added very earnestly—more earnestly than the occasion warranted:
“I do wish we could persuade Mrs. Blackett to come with us. Enghien is not a nice place for her to be in alone by herself.” ”

“ CHAPTER VI. Bill Oldchester stayed at Enghien three days—the three most uncomfortable days he had ever spent. For one thing, he found that he could not sleep. If he had not been the sensible man he prided himself on being, he would have been almost tempted to think that the bedroom he occupied at the pleasant Pension Malfait was haunted. ”

“ Onlookers proverbially see most of the game, and Oldchester, much against his will, thought he saw that Mrs. Blackett was very fond of the Frenchman. It gradually became clear to him, for instance, that, though she did not mind gambling herself, she very much objected to the Comte De Poupel doing so. She did everything in her power to prevent his going to the Casino. So much Oldchester, with his perceptive faculties sharpened by a kind of sore jealousy, understood.
To the lawyer, Enghien seemed to have changed Mabel Blackett's whole nature ”