Brown strode to center stage and Lucy quieted the instruments with a gesture. I’m a hard young woman. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. So let me assure you now that we are not accusing you of a crime. “Read this, John.
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