” “I sent a telegram to say I was all right. If you choose to requite me by detaining me, you are at liberty to do so. “There is my aunt,” she said. “That’s what we narcs have to do. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. ‘What do you think?’ ‘What do I think?’ repeated Captain Roding. What is there?” “Tristan. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her. She gently placed the car back upon the ground.
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