And when she lost so much money the first week we
were here she said to me, 'That woman was right. We ought not to have
come to Lacville!' But afterwards, when she began to be so wonderfully
lucky, she forgot all about it, or, rather, she only remembered that the
woman had said to her that she would have a great run of luck."
"Then the woman said that, too," remarked Count Paul, absently.
(What was it his godmother had said? "I felicitate you on your conquest,
naughty Paul!" and he had felt angry, even disgusted, with the old lady's
cynical compliment. She had added, meaningly, "Why not turn over a new
leaf? Why not marry this pretty creature? We should all be pleased to see
you behave like a reasonable human being.")
But Sylvia was answering him.
"Yes, the woman said that Anna would be very lucky."
The Comte de Virieu thought for a moment, and then withdrew his eyes from
his friend's face.
"I presume you have already telephoned to the hotel in Paris where you
first met Madame Wolsky?"
"Why, it never occurred to me to do that!" cried Sylvia. "What a good
idea!"
"Wait," he said.
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