Then suddenly the curtain would fall. ’ Melusine hardly dared believe she had heard him aright. “It is your sister and her husband,” he said. 48 <6> THE FRIDAY NIGHT SHOW The air was chill and the sky overcast and misting. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. You don't know what you have got; I do. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. She shrugged her shoulders. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. It was locked. By a sort of instinct. And Gerald— Melusine swallowed on an unaccountable lump in her throat.
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