More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. He thought of his wealth for once from a different point of view. “Perhaps one talks nonsense about a woman’s instinct,” she said. . Only a book detective could dope this out. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. Capes was something superadded.
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