‘I recall my father speaking of you as a Remenham. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. So long. " "Quite right, Sir James," said Austin. ” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna. If Jack Sheppard or his mother ever enter this house again, I leave it—that's all. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below. Only a book detective could dope this out. He introduced her as his \"friend\" Lucy. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key.
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