’ ‘Your plan, then. D'ye hear. He swung it open and then used his body to pin her against her seat. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. ‘What, and miss getting myself murdered?’ ‘She said she wouldn’t murder you. Not that it would make any difference if he was alive still. For a long time even the strong pipe tobacco (with which McClintock supplied him) possessed a coconut flavour.
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