The things we do!

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"We have met before?" said Madelon. "Pardon, Monsieur, but I
do not very well recall it."
"At Chaudfontaine, five years ago, when you were quite a
little girl. You are Madeleine Linders, are you not?"
"Yes, I am Madeleine Linders," she answered. "I have often
been at Chaudfontaine; did you stay at the hotel there?"
"Only for one night," said Graham; "but you and I had a long
talk together in the courtyard that evening. Let me see, how
can I recall it to you? Ah! there was a little green and gold
fish----"
"Was that you?" cried Madelon, her face suddenly brightening
with a flush of intelligence and pleasure. "I have it still,
that little fish. Ah! how glad I am now that I did not give it
away! That gentleman was so kind to me, I shall never forget
him. But it was you!" she added, with a sudden recognition of
Graham's identity.
"It was indeed," he said laughing. "So you have thought of me
sometimes since then? But I am afraid you would not have
remembered me if I had not told you who I was."
"I was such a little girl then," said Madelon colouring.


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