Briefly, with a careless wave towards the couple, the comtesse presented them as Monsieur and Madame Valade. D. Valade, who was standing by her chair, glancing around the packed pink-papered saloon with a heavy frown on his face, was a thickset man of coarse, reddened feature, with a discontented air. He knew me, Nigel. As she had dreaded, the police officer in the car was politely waiting for John to depart, and exited the squad as soon as John turned at the Pine Crest stop sign.
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