“Who, me? I scare you?” He asked. Morgan the trader did not haggle over the pearls, but gave me at once what he judged a fair price. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. At Boulogne they took train to Basle; next morning they breakfasted together in the buffet of that station, and thence they caught the Interlaken express, and so went by way of Spies to Frutigen.
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