He was an imaginative young man. He breathed a little sigh of satisfaction. ‘No, no, I am convinced your very first theory was right. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. “You know I’m old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband.
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