It doesn’t seem to matter. ’ ‘People are silly. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went out. ’ ‘But you must,’ Gerald said, quite as if he meant it. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. ” And to that, through vast rhetorical meanderings, she clung. ” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. Gerald reached out a hand to stop her. ’ He heard Roding snort, and suppressed a grin as he bowed, taking the trouble to salute Madame’s hand and cast her a provocative look as he did so. And would you mind hurrying a little. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. "Of yourself," he replied, in a mournful tone.
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