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‘So now you may safely cease your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. ’ The sergeant’s air became positively avuncular. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. His deduction was correct that the beauty of Ruth Enschede could not remain hidden long even on a forgotten isle. Dim possibilities that she would not seem to look at even to herself gesticulated in the twilight background of her mind. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon.
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