“Ten to seven. Prep would be almost over, and in the next quarter of an hour he must make his rendezvous with Beadon and Walcot. But here, meanwhile, was the girl – miraculously proposing, it seemed, to eat out of his hand. He glanced back through the door before closing it. Jakin and Lew were finishing their brandies at leisure; they had rather lost interest in their casual entertainer as soon as he had paid for this quite costly form of refreshment. But they would be following him out in a min...ute or two. He signed rapidly to the girl, and dodged round to the back of the pub. She followed him, and they were face to face. ‘Off duty?’ he asked. ‘In one sense, yes. We’re talking. Where’s your car?’ ‘Still in the school drive. Walk down to the lodge and I’ll overtake you. We’re dining.’ ‘Perhaps.’ ‘No perhaps about it, Susan Danbury. You’ve got a lot of awkward lies to explain. The Three Feathers is quite good, and only four miles away.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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