“Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Seemed like he knew so much—more than me, miss. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. Picked up the photograph, looked at it, handed it back, and never batted an eye! The act was as clear as daylight, but the motive was as profoundly mysterious as the race itself. Most of my people are upstairs dressing for dinner.
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