Part 7
That was two days before Christmas Eve. "The gentleman under the table," she answered. Last night Mr. ”
“Think not,” that young man remarked laconically. I wonder what he’ll say?”
CHAPTER THE SIXTH
EXPOSTULATIONS
Part 1
The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room, her
very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the
advertisements in the Daily Telegraph. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze,
moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. “Would YOU like us—if some one told you the bare outline of our story?—
and what we are doing?”
“I shouldn’t mind,” said Ann Veronica. The rest
was easy. I am engaged to sing every evening at the ‘Unusual’
music hall. “Have you anything to ask the witness?” asked the helpful inspector. "
As he said this, he moved forward a few paces, when, finding his feet glued to
the ground by some adhesive substance, he stooped to feel what it was, but
instantly withdrew his hand, with an exclamation of horror. Ladies with weapon’s on ’em. "Trenchard," he muttered; "Aliva Trenchard—they were right, then, as to the
name. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers.
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