‘That I do not yet know. Have you anything to tell me before you go?”
Annabel laughed lightly. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt
command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving
the threatening pistol. ” The housemaid’s presence acted
as a useful restraint. From there I plan to travel until I reach
Columbia—but any lawless country will do. Chapter XXX
SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE
Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing
letters. "
"To-morrow will be too late," replied the widow, in a hollow voice, "I feel it will. At last she glanced at a little clock in the corner of the
room, and sprang to her feet. I wish nothing at all from them. It looks so French to be affectionate. He felt her warm
breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut
into a practical short bob. Picked up the photograph, looked at it, handed it back, and never batted an eye!
The act was as clear as daylight, but the motive was as profoundly mysterious as
the race itself.
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