A sinister thought edged in. Concealed among the trees that edged the estate grounds, the watchers paused. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. “The aces made it easy. Mind, I, Baptist Kettleby, say so. You are the woman I love, Anna.
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