This structure at once satisfied him as to where he stood. " "Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning. ’ She bit her lip, frowning. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. ’ ‘You may not get the chance. “Why are you so distant? Why all the mystery? What are you, a narc? Double-oh-seven or something?” She steeled herself, refusing to react. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. Upon a table, where they had been hastily deposited, on the intelligence of Darrell's accident, lay a pair of pink kid gloves, bordered with lace, and an enormous fan; the latter, when opened, represented the metamorphosis and death of Actæon.
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