“Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. Why don’t you make sure before you rush out like that upon a stranger?” “You were with my wife,” Hill repeated sullenly. “Dare!” she said. ” “Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven then,” he decided.
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