A woman’s shoe lay on the threadbare carpeting. She had to wait some minutes in an outer office, wherein three young men of spirited costume and appearance regarded her with ill-concealed curiosity and admiration. ‘That will be very helpful to me. 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. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. The room they were in was a sort of closet, with the door locked outside; but this was only a moment's obstacle to Jack, who with a chisel forced back the bolt. I'll bet you haven't given her a bucket of paint in three years.
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