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`` She must endure what I endure . '' `` Somewhere Baedeker says that the Bois de la Cambre is the finest park in Brussels , '' said he , his eyes gleaming . `` I am quite sure Baedeker is reliable , '' she agreed , with a smile . `` At three o'clock to-morrow afternoon , then , I will come for you . Will you remember me to your mother and tell her I am sorry not to see her to-day ? Good-bye ! '' She followed him to the door , and when he sped lightly down the steps there was a broad smile on the face of each .