She knew that her voice was superior to Annabel’s, and she had no further qualms. ’ ‘Of what use to be ladylike when I cannot be a lady?’ ‘None of that. Alors, how did you get in?’ ‘Oh, we broke in,’ Gerald told her cheerfully. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. Next to the executioner stood his wife—the former Mrs. You, sir,” he added, turning to Brendon, “had better take my card round to the police station in Werner Street and ask that Detective Dorling be sent round here at once on urgent business.
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