I suggested Vaucluse for
the afternoon, as it's but a short spin from Avignon, and I just
happened to mention that her ladyship might find use for you there, to
follow her to the fountain with extra wraps in case of mistral. I
thought, of all places you'd hate to miss Vaucluse. And we're to come
back here for the night."
I feared that Monsieur Charretier's sudden disappearance might upset the
Turnours' plans, but Mr. Dane didn't think so. He had impressed it upon
Sir Samuel that no motorist who had not thoroughly "done" Avignon and
Vaucluse would be tolerated in automobiling circles.
He was right in his surmise, and though her ladyship was vexed at losing
a new acquaintance whom it would have been "nice to know in Paris," she
resigned herself for the morning to the society of husband and
Baedeker. It was kind old Sir Samuel's proposal that I should be left
free to do some sight-seeing on my own account while they were gone (I
had meant to break my own shackles); and though my lady laughed to scorn
the idea that a girl of my class should care for historical
associations, she granted me liberty provided I utilized it in buying
her certain stay-laces, shoe-strings, and other small horrors for which
no woman enjoys shopping.
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