“Who is the tenant of these rooms?” he inquired. “What else can happen?” asked Miss Miniver, with a little weak gesture at the glow. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. To shore up a business that never had any foundation, he wanted me to lend him a hundred thousand; and for his sake as well as for mine I had to refuse. ” She looked at him for a moment with fire in her eyes. She could feel her face turning beet red. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. ‘Damnation!’ Confused, he released her, and in an instant she had darted away and was running down the garden. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’ ‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at the front.
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