"Have you been more successful, Sir?" ventured Ireton. “I hope you have not come for that. Still, that leaves over a million shrines short, not reckoning widows who re-marry. We’re handfuls. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. Sebastian had come to visit his old friend and former wife. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. Only a book detective could dope this out.
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