He answered with the greatest assurance, that he knew nothing whatever of the matter—had seen no pocket-book, and no associate to give up. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. And then at the street corner she came face to face with Nigel Ennison. Just as I might have killed another, if he had come out. She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room for herself. What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. Then came the javelin-men, walking four abreast, and lastly, a long line of constables, marching in the same order. ’ Too late he saw his error. ” “But why——” Sir John stopped short. ‘I allow anyone in.
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