`` I have an extra one , madame . Will you accept it ? '' Her small , modishly-gloved hand closed eagerly on it before she lifted her eyes to his face . Both started convulsively . The man turned very pale , but the woman 's ripe-tinted face coloured darkly . `` You ? '' she faltered . His lips parted in the coldly-grave smile she remembered and hated . `` You are not glad to see me , '' he said calmly , `` but that , I suppose , was not to be expected . I did not come here to annoy you . This meeting is as unexpected to me as to you . I had no suspicion that for the last half-hour I had been standing next to my -- '' She interrupted him by an imperious gesture . Still clutching the scorecard she half-turned from him . Again he smiled , this time with a tinge of scorn , and shifted his eyes to the track . None of the people around them had noticed the little by-play . All eyes were on the track , which was being cleared for the first heat of another race . The free-for-all horses were being led away blanketed . The crowd cheered `` Lu-Lu '' as she went past , a shapeless oddity . The backers of `` Mascot '' , the rival favourite , looked gloomy . The woman noticed nothing of all this .
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