She had followed a bobbing white hat and gray jacket until she reached the Euston Road corner of Tottenham Court Road, and there, by the name on a bus and the cries of a conductor, she made a guess of her way. ’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. Wild's name. ‘But he must have—’ ‘Nicholas Charvill never did anything he must do,’ Mrs Sindlesham said evenly. She nursed at his neck as he peacefully slumbered through being killed.
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