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O'Higgins was all that the doctor had imagined a detective to be: a bulky policeman in civilian clothes. Servants were passing backwards and forwards with tea and chocolate. Loneliness. “I wonder,” she murmured to herself, “if this is the beginning. " "And so will I," said Austin. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel. ’ ‘Do you care to test that theory?’ Gerald suggested easily. Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the further door. . “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. He’ll appoint a meeting place with you and be ready at any time to bring a message to me. In the struggle her cap fell off. Thames Darrell.
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