I did not even know where to write and thank you. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. He hadn't patrolled old Pell Street as a plain clothes man without getting a glimmer of the ancient truth that East is East and West is West. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. You'd better lose no time. She saw the Chamberlain girls getting into a plethora of different cars (with barely a stitch on) with young men who seemed unnaturally excited about their first “dates”. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true.
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