Swirling Waters by Max Rittenberg
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it through, her father looking over her shoulder.
"Keep it," said Larssen as she made to hand it back. "Keep it till your husband returns from Canada." "When did he say he will be back?" "It's very uncertain. He doesn't know himself. It's a delicate matter to handle--very delicate. That's why he went himself to Montreal." "He wired me that he's travelling under an assumed name." "Very prudent," commented Larssen. "I don't quite like it," murmured Sir Francis. "Not the right thing, you know." Larssen did not answer, but Olive rejoined sharply: "What does it matter if it helps to get the flotation off and make money?" "Well, perhaps so. Still----" "Can you fix up St Aubyn and Carleton-Wingate?" asked Larssen. "Quickly?" "Yes, I expect so. But has Clifford approved this scheme?" "Of course." "Have you it with you?" |
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