’ Chapter Three Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through it. “It is just six o’clock now. She said that in the note. That would be him. But once he had steered the lady down the hall and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of society. The blades on the top spun faster and faster. 7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1. Which is also puzzling.
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