‘Don’t concern yourself, Hilary. The telegram reminded Ann Veronica that she had no place for interviews except her bed-sitting-room, and she sought her landlady and negotiated hastily for the use of the ground floor parlor, which very fortunately was vacant. The completest capitulation would not wipe out that trouble. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. ‘Wait! At least tell me where I can find you. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. “Broddick is a heavy man,” he was saying, “and the main interest of the play was the embezzlement. Now, more and more, we’re going to be interested in them, to be curious about them and—quite mildly-experimental with them. She wanted him so badly it hurt. And where was that devil? Had the soldiers found him? She could not think he had escaped, for she had only just made it into the passage as they entered the library. ‘What do you want with me? Why did you catch me?’ ‘You intrigue me,’ he told her frankly.
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