The Clue of the Twisted Candle by Edgar Wallace
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All the time Kara was watching him intently as one who found more than an ordinary amount of interest in the novelty of the procedure. He took his leave soon afterwards. "I would like to come with you to your interesting meeting," he said, "but unfortunately I have business elsewhere. Let me enjoin you to take your revolver and at the first sign of any bloodthirsty intention on the part of my admirable compatriot, produce it and click it once or twice, you won't have to do more." Grace rose from the piano as Kara entered the little drawing-room and murmured a few conventional expressions of regret that the visitor's stay had been so short. That there was no sincerity in that regret Kara, for one, had no doubt. He was a man singularly free from illusions. They stayed talking a little while. "I will see if your chauffeur is asleep," said John, and went out of the room. There was a little silence after he had gone. "I don't think you are very glad to see me," said Kara. His frankness was a little embarrassing to the girl and she flushed slightly. |
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