Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. Ann Veronica’s desire to laugh unrestrainedly was checked by the tremendous earnestness of his expression. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. Miss Ellicot has spoken to you, the great Mr. Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the sea.
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