’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. ‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile. Luckily I’m not. And, setting down the link, he proceeded deliberately to untie his cravat. Wherever I saw him, I should pick him out as a man designed by nature to plan and accomplish the wonderful escapes he has effected. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave.
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