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She rode slowly up the sandy avenue of the country house, and drew rein before the broad steps. -Good morning, Odette - Mme. Descoutures called to her, leaning over the balustrade. -Come up here before you go into the house. I wish to have a little talk with you.- -Is my father at home?- -No; he has gone out for a walk, with my husband.- Odette called her groom and dismounted. Gathering the long black train of her riding habit in her hand, she quietly ascended the steps leading to the terrace facing the sea. Mme. Descoutures met her with an embrace and the exclamation: -Heavens how lovely...