Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. ’ ‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’ ‘I will ask—’ She broke off. Perhaps my wife has already prepared you for what I wish to say. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly.
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