Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. I felt—I felt living in a masked world. It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets. I’ve had a lot on my mind. ’ ‘So I see. Mind, I, Baptist Kettleby, say so.
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