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Thurston, Katherine Cecil, 1875-1911

"The Masquerader"

I went with her to
the hall door, but Chapham was there too--so I was still safe.
She laughed and chatted and seemed in high spirits as we
crossed the hall, and she was still smiling as she waved to me
from her motor. But then, Loder--then, as I stood in the
hall, it all came to me suddenly. I remembered that Lillian
must have been alone in the morning-room before Eve
found her! I remembered the telegram! I ran back to the
room, meaning to question Eve as to how long Lillian had been
alone, but she had left the room. I ran to the bureau
--but the telegram wasn't there!"
"Gone?"
"Yes, gone. That's why I've come straight here."
For a moment they confronted each other. Then, moved by a
sudden impulse, Loder pushed Chilcote aside and crossed the
room. An instant later the opening and shutting of doors, the
hasty pulling out of drawers and moving of boxes, came from
the bedroom.
Chilcote, shaken and nervous, stood for a minute where his
companion had left him; at last, impelled by curiosity, he too
crossed the narrow passage and entered the second room.


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