I handed them their drinks and we toasted to curling toes. But it still made me wonder who the mystery woman was now. I had spoken to plenty of pretty young things while shaking hands with dignitaries. Could it be one of them? I let it go. They would or wouldn't tell me later on. I had enjoyed myself and so had they if their enthusiasm was any sign of such things.

The train came to a halt we had arrived in Paris, the city of lights. We had a one hour layover while the steam engine took on more water and supplies for the second half of its journey....