Havoc by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
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"Nothing directly," she replied, "but my rooms have been searched - even my dressing-room at the Opera House. That man's spies are simply wonderful. He seems able to plant them everywhere. And, David! - " "Yes, dear?" "He has got hold of Lassen," she continued. "I am perfectly certain of it." Then the sooner you get rid of Lassen, the better," Bellamy declared. "It is so difficult," she murmured, in a perplexed tone. "The man has all my affairs in his hands. Up till now, although he is uncomely, and a brute in many ways, he has served me well." "If he is Streuss's creature he must go," Bellamy insisted. She nodded. "Let us sit down for a few minutes," she said. "I am tired." She sank on to a seat and Bellamy sat by her side. In full view of them was Buckingham Palace with its flag flying. She looked thoughtfully at it and across to Westminster. "Do they know, I wonder, your country-people?" she asked. |
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