Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. ‘Seen her again, have you? Well, if she’s been giving you as much saucy impudence as I’ve had to contend with, I can only say I’m glad of it. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. Only she is not Madame Valade at all.
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