Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. Her pulses began to race. He did not move. “I have come for an explanation,” she said. ’ ‘Also madame his wife—’ Charvill’s gorge rose. Sheppard. Always at your service. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. . Some of them are now buried at the bottom of the Thames.
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