His light brown hair was almost crew cut short. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. . Melusine—the real Melusine—would never have made such a stupid mistake. simply lost all hope. We sha’n’t hang up on any misunderstanding. I know now that I was mistaken. “I repeat, gentlemen,” he said, in an ominously low tone, “what of it?” Drummond shrugged his shoulders. God only knows what I have done, or left undone.
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