” “I sent a telegram, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table. Only how had they missed him? Were they imbecile? Or perhaps the mists had concealed him from them. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire.
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