"There isn't a soul in sight," she announced. "Hustle while the coast's clear. Someone may come back at any moment.",
"Who's talking about me?" demanded Judith's high treble, and they turned to see her in the doorway, silhouetted against the brilliantly lighted hall.,
"Exactly. Isabella Dallas, and none other, killed your boy Maurice.".
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