‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. Why were you following Valade?’ She shrugged and turned away, moving as if to seek escape among the bookshelves all about one corner of the room. ‘I find you excessively rude, both of you,’ said the lady crossly. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. The young man had knocked over the siphon. He called a waiter. “Mid-thirties. Observe it—a blue-serge coat.
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