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“I am sorry, Mr Ward, that you feel your journey was a waste of time. Perhaps if you had been more specific in your request, I might have been able to assist you further in your endeavour.”
“She held the door open for me to leave. As I was about to cross the threshold I stopped myself, and stared back at her. Her words had given me the merest jot of anticipation that the old woman might still be a valuable ally. My problem was that I did not feel comfortable revealing to her the events of the past few nights, and certainly, I had no desire to break the trust put in me by the Jarrows in revealing their assistance the previous evening. But, on the other hand, if I did not intend to let her into my confidence, how on earth could I expect her to be able to help me?
“We both stood t
