He was dressed immaculately in a suit of heavy Shantung silk. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. ” A flush of excitement crept into her cheeks. Somehow logic could not explain her.
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