“Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. A queer nut. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family. Taber did not leave all his money in the office. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow.
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