Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. Anna took up the pen, and signed, after a moment’s hesitation, A. He turned, expecting to see his wife. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. And then, there would be the question of money.
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