There is some one else concerned in this, and I must know as I go on.

You can easily judge by what I say if I am right.' 'Then ask away and be damned to you!' Harold's calm voice seemed to quell the other's turbulence as he went on: 'Were you on Caester Hill this morning ?' 'I was.' 'Did you meet Miss -- - a lady there ?' 'What.

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I did!' 'Was it by appointment ?' Some sort of idea or half-recollection seemed to come to Leonard; he fumbled half consciously in his breast-pocket.
Then he broke out angrily: 'You have taken my letter!' 'I know the answer to that question,' said Harold slowly.