Montague Hill?” Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back of a chair. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. “What have I done, Miss Pellissier?” he pleaded. ” “Won’t you postpone the attempt, then?” he said gallantly, “until I have done something to deserve your gratitude? You will not forget—seven-thirty, Café Maston, Boulevard des Italiennes. ’ ‘You,’ announced the lady, throwing an explosive glare at the captain, ‘are a person entirely without sense.
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