CHAPTER XXXI

On her way back to the Palace Hotel an officer hove alongside and spoke: “Goot efternoons, Mees Parcot.” The familiar voice startled her, as well as the sound of her name in Brussels streets. She stopped short and looked up. Then moved on. “You don’t know me, I guess. I am Oberstleutnant Klemm.” She greeted him now with cordiality, for she wanted to see him. “Oh, how do you do! I didn’t know you in all that get-up.” He was puzzled. Believing her Alice, he said: “But it was so you see me de feerst time.” She underst…