"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. What had urged her to wrench loose and fly was the guarding instinct of the good woman. From now on, you’re going to listen to me for a change. We have lived under the same roof, but our ways seem to have lain wide apart. No one in the world is beyond the shaft of scandal— we all catch it terribly sometimes. You have been seen loitering with suspicious intent in several places—Paddington, for instance—and I have no doubt at all that you were party to a break-in last week at Remenham House in Kent. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. “Ferringhall, were you or were you not dining last night at a certain restaurant in the Boulevard des Italiennes with—la petite Pellissier?” Now indeed Sir John was moved.
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