95 The officer showed her into the sleepy suburban police station, a hub of inactivity on Sunday night except for herself and a slightly drunk woman who had been brought in for DUI. What’s that?” They both stood listening. " Jonathan made no reply, but ordered his myrmidons to drag the prisoner along. She hoped that Shari would not be too brokenhearted about her disappearance. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again. ’ Gerald stood back, and watched her cross the room to the closed French doors. ‘That is what she wants, is it?’ ‘Do you blame her?’ he said stiffly. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. We must wave our hands at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work.
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