“You are a funny, a very funny young lady,” he said, “but we waste time here. “There are policemen—and buses. ’
‘I do not need the rescue from such as you. Men of action by the scarlet coats with their grey
facings—insignia of the county militia. ’
Chapter Three
Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report
being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested
traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through
it. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven
me, understanding. If he did resemble me, I shouldn't care
about him. I chose you
for your strength, your cunning, your intelligence, your
great beauty. He could
not see these two shrinking misses capering about in a nun’s habit and
brandishing a defiant pistol. You must
think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it. That could signify
nothing except that the doctor had a friend down there somewhere, on an island
in one of those archipelagoes. “We have come too close together for
me to believe it. 9.
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