He had already
shown the covering envelope and its instructions to Ruth, and she had ignored or
misunderstood the warning. So he marched into the street, primarily bent
upon making the favourable discovery. ‘But you said—’
Gerald tutted. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below;
then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. He was human. “I thought you were coming right across the Park. I believed that she was my
wife, or she would have been safe from me. Now how in the world was he to get rid of
the husband?
His luck was in. His invalid wife and her
money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that
permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine
experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. "
A detective.
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