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You told him there wasn't anything in the pockets?"
"Yes. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!”
“Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the
contents. ‘He destroyed the papers?’
‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he
had not rated her intelligence so high. Arrived at the extremity of the building,
he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could
judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she
stepped back from him quickly. So,
instead, they talked of dancing and what it might mean in a human life. “Very much as usual,” said Ramage. After all, he had the means of setting
this tormenting doubt at rest. My
reception at West Kensington you know of. The police are concerned in it in either event. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him,
rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like
stepping once more across the threshold of heaven.
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