Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones. What had actually beaten him was not to have known if someone had picked up his trail. “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was.
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