Most subjects of any depth were taboo between them, especially when they were in his convertible. "He was thrown overboard, and perished at sea. You understand. ‘Odd sort of a nun. Another long interval elapsed. ’ It was thus in stony silence that the pair traversed the short distance to Stratton Street, where Roding knocked on the major’s door and entered a pleasant woodpanelled hall, with his prisoner firmly in tow. His face was white.
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