” Mr. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. He had barely said, \"Anytime,\" before she shut the door rather rudely in his face. Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved forward, seizing her shoulders. He was tall, slender, and suave.
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