Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. I mean I’m not a good specimen of a woman. ” She looked at him with curious eyes. “We were bound to do this when you kissed me,” she sobbed through her tears.
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