The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. When he’s found out where she’s staying, I’ll have him keep an eye on Valade’s residence in Paddington, I think. Instead, you are willing to go to a place like that where you ought not to be allowed to think of showing yourself. ‘What’s wrong, miss? Ain’t I done right?’ Melusine’s mind was reeling, but she reached out and seized his wrist. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. Better to remain silent.
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