The Green Eyes of Bâst by Sax Rohmer
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Theater?" he asked.
Morris glanced from face to face in a pathetic, troubled fashion. He rubbed the stubble on his chin again and hesitated. Finally: "I believe," he replied, "that there was a lady there who--" He paused, swallowing, and: "Yes," Gatton prompted, "who--?" "Who--interested Sir Marcus; but I don't know her name nor anything about her," he declared. "I knew about--some of the others, but Sir Marcus was--very reserved about this lady, which made me think--" "Yes?" "That he perhaps hadn't been so successful." Morris ceased speaking and sat staring at a bookcase vacantly. "Ah," murmured Gatton. Then, abruptly: "Did Sir Marcus ever visit any one who lived in College Road?" he demanded. Morris looked up wearily. "College Road?" he repeated. "Where is that, sir?" "It doesn't matter," said Gatton shortly, "if the name is unfamiliar to you. Had Sir Marcus a car?" |
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