‘By the by, get Trodger to send up one of our best men, will you? Someone discreet. He lit a cigarette and loitered about. The old lady’s face was stiff with anger. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. I shall know what to say to him when he comes. Bullding,” she declared. Later on—well then the time may come.
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