The Scapegoat Author:Daphne du Maurier "Someone jolted my elbow as I drank and said, 'Je vous demande pardon,' and as I moved to give him space he turned and stared at me and I at him, and I realised, with a strange sense of shock and fear and nausea all combined, that his face and voice were known to me too well. I was looking at myself." — The Englishman and the Frenchman continued... more » to inspect each other--astounded that they could look so alike and not have known of each other's existence before this moment. The problems that each had considered so vital before that instant of uncanny recognition were forgotten as they began to talk. . . .
It was not until the next day when John, the Englishman, awoke that he realised he had talked too much. His French companion was gone; John had been trapped into taking the place of the Comte de Gue, head of a large French family--master of a chateau.« less