Part 6
When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in
her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust. ”
“Where do you go?”
“Oh!—Alps. "
"You think so, eh?" chuckled Shotbolt, who was eagerly perusing the reward,
and congratulating himself upon his caution; "you think so—ha! ha! Well, don't
go to bed, that's all. ”
Sydney looked at her doubtfully. "
"Be handy, then," rejoined Terence, "or, I'll lose my share of the smart money. How's that strike you?"
"Very well, sir. The doctor expected her to seize upon the subtle
inference that there was something furtive, even criminal, in the manner the
patient set this obligation upon humanity at large, to look after him in the event
of his death. It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy
Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but
I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance. Come and have lunch with
me. Wait,
though.
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