From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. Detention would mean coming home late, which spelled distraction and trouble on the night of a kill. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. Hill closed his eyes. ‘Just what I was going to tell you, miss.
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