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BERNARD THRING heard Superintendent Laurence's communication with horror, which passed into incredulity.
"Surely," he said, "the doctor must be mistaken. Mr. Warren is much more likely to have died from a second seizure like that of the previous day."
The superintendent made no reply, but after a moment he said, 'I don't think that I have your address, sir."
Bernard Thring gave it.
"And your profession?"
"I'm a clerk in the Foreign Office."
"Ah, and you were at the Foreign Office yesterday?"
"No. As a matter of fact, I hid a day's leave yesterday."
The bright eyes of the superintendent searched his face and noted his embarrassment, but he asked no more questions. After a short silence he said: "Thank you, Mr. Thring; you must be anxious to take the young lady home. If you find a
