’ ‘It’s no use blaming me, Gerald,’ uttered Roding, shrugging helplessly as his senior turned questioning eyes on him. ’ ‘Yes, that is Mr Brewis Charvill, as you have found out for me. Nothing ensued. ‘They eloped. Occasionally he relit his pipe. ” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake.
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