The Pawns Count by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
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"I have had large transactions with his firm, and naturally I have seen a good deal of Mr. Van Teyl," the other explained. "He looks after the interests of us Western clients." Pamela turned a little abruptly away, and Lutchester walked with her to the door. "You will let me see that they bring your car round?" he asked. She shook her head. "Thank you, no," she replied, holding out her hand. "I have not yet said good-by to Captain Holderness and his sister. Good-by, Mr. Lutchester!" Her farewell was purposely chilly. It seemed as though the slight sparring in which they had indulged throughout luncheon-time, had found its culmination in an antipathy which she had no desire to conceal. Lutchester, however, only smiled. "Nowadays," he observed, "that is a word which it is never necessary to use." She withdrew her hand from his somewhat too tenacious clasp. Something in his manner puzzled as well as irritated her. "Do you mean that you, too, are thinking of taking a holiday from your strenuous labours?" she asked. "Perhaps America is the safest country in the world just now for an Englishman who--" |
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