"You did well, Francois," she said, and patted his hand.
     He Chanel Bags would have seized hers, but she drew back.
     "You have promised, Francois," she said with dignity, "and a French gentleman keeps his word."
     Francois bowed.
     He was not a French gentleman, but he was anxious that this girl should think he was, and to that end had told her stories of his birth which had apparently impressed her.
     "Now will you do something more for me?"
     "I will do UGG Boots Clearance anything in the world, Jean," he cried passionately, and again a restraining hand fell on his shoulder.
     "Then sit down and write; your French is so much better than mine."
     "What shall I write?" he asked. She had never called upon him for proof of his scholarship, and he was childishly eager to reveal to the woman he loved attainments of which he had no knowledge.
     "Write, cheap Louis Vuitton bags 'Dear Mademoiselle'." He obeyed.
     "'have returned from London, and have confessed to Madame Meredith that I have forged her name and have drawn L100,000 from her bank----'"
     "Why do I write this, Jean?" he asked in surprise.
     "I will tell you one day--go on. Francois," she continued her dictation.
     "'And now I have learnt that Madame Meredith loves me. There is only one end to this--that which you cheap Chanel bags see----'"
     "Do you intend passing suspicion to somebody else?" he asked, evidently fogged, "but why should I say----?"
     She stopped his mouth with her hand.
     "How wonderful you are, Jean," he said, admiringly, as he blotted the paper and handed it to her. "So that if this matter is traced to you----" She looked into his eyes and smiled.
     "There will be trouble for somebody," she said, softly, Cheap Louis Vuitton Bags as she put the paper in her pocket.
     Suddenly, before she could realise what was happening he had her in his arms, his lips pressed against hers.
     "Jean, Jean!" he muttered. "You adorable woman!"
     Gently she pressed him back and she was still smiling, though her eyes were like granite.
     "Gently, Francois," she said, "you must have patience!"