“I will not intrude upon you further. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. She was asked to meet him after his game Saturday afternoon. The clerk at the Raffles Hotel had accorded her but scant interest. "When I parted from you at Mr. I meant mischief. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. At least for one moment, it was.
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