’ A scowl crossed the lady’s face. "Is this her work?" "It is," answered Thames. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before. ’ ‘That’s odd. “It’s—private. ” He took a seat by her side. “I do not blame him. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. ‘See that writing table? Go and look in the drawer there. ’ ‘In a way she had been,’ said Prudence. Her head ached with a hollow pain. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. I went off to round up his wife.
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