” “It’s Shari’s work. ” Ennison laughed softly. ” She said. But since you assure me you didn't write the letters, and Mr. And Charcam, fearful of another charge in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. ‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet. Wood having disposed of the brandy, and pronounced himself much better, hurried close to the fire-side, and informed his friend in a few words of the inhospitable treatment he had experienced from the gentlemen of the Mint; whereupon Mr. “Well,” she admitted. ‘You don’t believe her?’ ‘My dear Major Alderley, I do not know her,’ Mrs Sindlesham pointed out. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. ’ Sheer exasperation made Gerald release her as he broke into reluctant laughter. What sort of proof? There are no papers at Remenham House. ‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones.
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