Only a book detective could dope this out. Boldly he turned the knob of a certain door and entered. She attended to that, and then dismissed it as unimportant. “One has such ridiculous ideas of the wicked common people and the beautiful machinery of order that ropes them in. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. He did like her, anyhow; he was always pleased to be with her.
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