"Mademoiselle?" queried the attendant, "Votre billet, sil vous plait?"
Iris came out of her distracted reverie long enough to pull her ticket from the glove where she had palmed it. As she turned, her attention was caught by a tall, dark haired man across the deck of the dingy boat. She had seen him before!
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