But there was only Gosse, still struggling with the picture, looking dazedly towards Melusine and the lad he had shot, then away towards the sounds of pursuit, and back again. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner. They're apt to be surly to strangers, but it soon wears off. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived.
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