Dollis Hill revisited 324 XII. “But I am your husband,” he said. She traced him by his scent. You had better go to bed. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. ’ ‘Oh, a ruin,’ exclaimed Mrs Sindlesham, throwing up a hand. The rest was easy. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. ‘Though we might have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. 9. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus.
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