“It seems—It’s interesting. I find you an impenetrable enigma. ” He took them from her and read them. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. One particularly humiliating thing came out— humiliating for me. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. I hated the stuff.
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