Ennison stood still for a moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. His tone was kind and sympathetic. Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ came from the lady in a furious tone, before the astonished Roding could respond. ‘Yes, miss. He looked just as Julian had the night she had first met him outside the Joliet Laundromat.
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