"From Lady Trafford's, where I took the box. It had felt wonderful to pick up the fiddle again. "I told you I would call to bid you farewell, Mr. Drummond smoked his cigarette meditatively. You’re dealing with me now, not Gerald. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. Gerald watched its approach with vague interest, which quickened when he saw that it was drawing up outside the very house out of which he had just stepped. ’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her.
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