Let—it—fall. ’ She stopped, for Jack was feebly laughing. “In Paris our lives were far apart, and we had seldom the same friends. She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks. ’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought.
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