Mr. “So it’s like you’re a dead end?” He asked innocently. Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. He was no Hoddy, but a tremendous man, with hairy arms and bearded face and drink-shattered intellect. Now if she sent fifteen pounds the suggestion that she had spent a five-pound note in the meanwhile would be irresistible. He was just getting cross about your being late for dinner—you know his way—when it came.
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