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AS MY TRAIN pulled into London, I looked out at…
I EXPECTED THAT the police would thank me for my…
I WAS HARDLY back in France—a matter of a fortnight—before…
I’D TAKEN REFUGE in the Meltons’ dining room from a…
LYING AWAKE in my bed that night long after Mary…
FINALLY I WROTE to Simon Brandon.
SIMON GREETED ME, took my satchel away from me, and…
I DID AS HE ASKED. The debonair officer had vanished,…
MICHAEL WAS of course invited to dine with us, and…
WHEN I REACHED the flat, Diana and Mary were there,…
AS I WAS about to pull over at the Marlborough…
I WAS JUST coming up the avenue of lime trees…
I SPENT THE AFTERNOON in Mrs. Hennessey’s apartments ironing the uniforms…
I STOOD THERE rooted to the spot, not sure what…
I HAD WANTED to see Alicia Dalton before I left…
I MUST HAVE walked another hundred yards or more. And…
WHEN SIMON’S LETTER arrived, the envelope was worn and splattered…
THE NEXT TWO and a half weeks were busy. I…
“JACK MELTON.” I whispered the name aloud, as if by…
TO MY SURPRISE, when I reached Mrs. Hennessey’s house and the…
I WALKED NEARLY a mile before I looked for a…
I DIDN’T SCREAM, bottling it up in my throat. Instead…
I DON’T REMEMBER turning out the light, but I must…
AT DAWN the next morning, I could hear the guns…