Chapter 16: Lifting the Vail

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌​⁠The following morn the sun arose and smiled his greeting on gay Paris—methinks Old Sol weeps, when clouds come between his beams and the gayest of cities. Lady Esmondet and Vaura enjoyed their drive through the beautiful boulevards out into the suburbs, and to one of the largest public conservatories; the gardens were a scene of enchanting loveliness, laid out in the perfection of artistic taste;