“I don’t think you can have heard me, Vee,” he said, with intensely controlled fury. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. Plote was sleeping or deaf. “You shall drive home with me in a hansom, if you will. "It won't do to betray the officer," he muttered. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. Vorsack looked pale and pink.
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