”
“I don’t know who you are,” Ennison said quietly, “but you are a thundering
liar. ”
“You will shake hands with me, please,” she begged. The white
haze of poison clouded her eyes. Her back arched and she felt herself instinctively
sinking into him. To preserve
herself, however, from destitution, or what she considered worse, she wedded a
journeyman carpenter, named Sheppard. “She has lost something,” he declared, “something which brought the men in
crowds around the stage at the ‘Ambassador’s. You will begin to see it all opening out. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be
styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. I have a big breakfast. . ”
The detective turned again to Anna.
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