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r summer; and would never know them now。 Something she had lost never could be given to her again。 These years of servitude in St Mary Mead … and all the while life passing by。
〃I am an idiot;〃 said Katherine。 〃I am an idiot。 What do I want? Why; I was more contented a month ago than I am now。〃
She drew out from her handbag the letter she had received that morning from Lady Tamplin。 Katherine was no fool。 She understood the nuances of that letter as well as anybody and the reason of Lady Tamplin's sudden show of affection towards a long…forgotten cousin was not lost upon her。 It was for profit and not for pleasure that Lady Tamplin was so anxious for the pany of her dear cousin。 Well; why not? There would be profit on both sides。
〃I will go;〃 said Katherine。
She was walking down Piccadilly at the moment; and turned into Cook's to clinch the matter then and there。 She had to wait for a few minutes。 The man with whom the clerk was engaged was also going to the Riviera。 Everyone; she felt; was going。 Well; for the first time in her life; she; too; would be doing what 'everybody did。'
The man in front of her turned abruptly; and she stepped into his place。 She made her demand to the clerk; but at the same time half of her mind was busy with something else。 That man's face … in some vague way it was familiar to her。 Where had she seen him before? Suddenly she remembered。 It was in the Savoy outside her room that morning。
She had collided with him in the passage。
Rather an odd coincidence that she should run into him twice in a day。 She glanced over her shoulder; rendered uneasy by something; she knew not what。 The man was standing in the doorway looking back at her。 A cold shiver passed over Katherine; she had a haunting sense