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@@ -1434,7 +1434,7 @@ this formula for her. She will need it.'
Suzanne de Freyne shook her head.
-You will not be able to leave the gardens alive with it,' she assured
+'You will not be able to leave the gardens alive with it,' she assured
him.
He glanced at her incredulously. Her smooth face was unwrinkled. She
@@ -2109,7 +2109,7 @@ examined or made copies of what he chose.'
'How do you know this?' he asked incredulously.
-'It is quite simple,' she explained. Even the cleverest man in the
+'It is quite simple,' she explained. 'Even the cleverest man in the
world seems always to forget one thing. Niko forgot that his clothes
and fingers, even his breath, have always that peculiar Oriental
perfume. What is it like--half almond-blossom, half sandalwood?'
@@ -2872,7 +2872,7 @@ to Suzanne's inquiry. 'The doctor has ordered him complete rest.'
'My business,' Suzanne explained, 'is very urgent.'
'So every reporter who has been here to-day has told me,' the man
-replied a little wearily. No one has been allowed to see him.'
+replied a little wearily. 'No one has been allowed to see him.'
'Is Lady Matravers in?' Suzanne persisted.
@@ -4776,7 +4776,7 @@ half-past five.'
'You wonderful person,' she sighed, shaking herself free from the rugs.
-They drew up in the archway 01 the hotel and made their way up the
+They drew up in the archway of the hotel and made their way up the
outside stairs into the old-fashioned coffee-room. She drank tea and
toyed with her bread and butter absently. She looked continually out
of the window, seawards.
@@ -4993,8 +4993,8 @@ some piffling reason. Where have you come from?'
'Holland,' was the brief reply.
-'If you are really in a hurry, sir,' Major Elwell intervened politely,'
-you are only wasting time by this discussion with your friend. Before
+'If you are really in a hurry, sir,' Major Elwell intervened politely,
+'you are only wasting time by this discussion with your friend. Before
you proceed, you will have to come into the guardroom with me.'
'I'm damned if I do!' Mr. Johnson replied. 'If you lay hands on me,
@@ -5574,7 +5574,7 @@ to a broad stone piazza, at the back of Mr. Moreton's mansion in
Riverside Drive. It was here that Lavendale received one of the
surprises of his life. Mr. and Mrs. Moreton were reclining in low
wicker chairs, and between them, a miracle of daintiness in her white
-linen costume and plain black hat, was--Suzanne. Lavendale forget his
+linen costume and plain black hat, was--Suzanne. Lavendale forgot his
manners, forgot the tremendous interest of his visit, forgot everything
else in the world. He stood quite still for a moment. Then he strode
forward with outstretched hands and a very visible gladness in his face.
@@ -6351,7 +6351,7 @@ faith, were sent across the wineglasses to the country whom it was
designed to honour. Back in their corner, Lavendale and Suzanne looked
on curiously. Once Lavendale drank a little toast with his companion.
-'This,' he murmured,' is to our fuller alliance.'
+'This,' he murmured, 'is to our fuller alliance.'
She drank with him, although she seemed a little puzzled.
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_Publishers, London, E.C.4_
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*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 55760 ***