’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. As his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out the great shrouded shapes of the furniture. He found Martin hovering around her, Brown off checking with the audio engineers. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. “David,” she said, “you are not a coward, are you?” “I do not know,” he muttered. She thought me— filthy. ‘I am sorry to hear of your misfortunes. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?” “You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?” Ennison said stiffly. For a long time he remained standing before the fire, staring at the situation.
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