She’s obsessed with him, you know, totally obsessed. “That’s what we narcs have to do. It was you! It was exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. And this damning evidence―’ with a brusque gesture at the portrait ‘―must also be destroyed. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. I make no apology for not being with you now. She didn’t choose her man. It lay undisturbed in the remotest corner of the recess. He saluted awkwardly. ” She thought more and more along that line.
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