Richard Forrest, Bachelor — page 143: what you’re looking at

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134 MISS CAMERON, THE MAGNET, CHAPTER XVI. MISS CAMERON, THE MAGNET. Charming as Paris is at all seasons, if had never seemed more fascinating to either Gertrude or Arthur, than it did that spring. They had a suite of apartments at the Bristol, and when they had been therea few days Arthur presented his wife with a victoria and a pair of fine English horses. Dick stopped in almost every day and the four would frequently go out to the Bois or the Champs Elysees. Ger- trude enjoyed breakfasting or dining out in the open air, in true Parisian style, and so almost any pleasant day they might be found at one of the quaint little flower-hidden restaurants there. The two beautiful women, in their somber garb, never failed to arouse respectful curiosity wherever they went. About the first of July, the heat becoming oppressive, they reluctantly left Paris for Switzerland, and August found them in Cadenabbia. Dick Forrest still lingered with them, although he had received several pressing invitations to join other friends. In fact, in Paris he had made almost a positive engagement to meet two men in Chamounix, on a certain date, but it required very little coaxing on the part of Arthur and Ger- trude, to prevail upon him to abandon the idea. He was a delightful traveling companion, well informed and agreeable to anything suggested, and Gertrude’s ‘‘favorable impressions,’’ had grown into a warm friend- ship, which he returned in kind. It was quite evident to Arthur, however, that the real magnet which attracted Gomichbooks.com