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They spent the afternoon shopping and afterwards drove in the Bois. By eight o’clock that evening they had left the Grand Hotel and were on their way to the Gare de Lyon. They reached it in good time to catch the Mediterranean express.
At the booking office Nancy was much astonished to hear her husband ask for tickets for San Remo.
“You are making a mistake,” she exclaimed. “We are going to Nice.”
“I have changed my mind,” he answered. “San Remo will suit us better.”
“What a pity,” cried Nancy. “M. D’Escourt said he might visit Nice in a few days.”
“The very reason why we go to San Remo, sweetheart. Now take your place. Here we are. You will admire the olive woods and the flowers before many more hours are over, cara mia.”
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