’ A laugh escaped her. " "So far you are correct," observed Trenchard; "still, this is no secret. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking. What more was to be done? Frith’s investigations had proved fruitful, and the man was now keeping an eye on Valade. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. She had agonized over it for weeks. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent.
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