" "Footsteps are approaching," cried Thames. " "Your husband?" "No. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. What was the matter with Spurlock that was to keep him in bed three or four weeks? He would dig that out of the hotel manager. " "But it is the sight of you!" "All right, Hoddy.
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