TWENTY-FOUR - MRS. COULTER IN GENEVA
ts eyes widened as was, and he smiled wolfishly.
quot;Mrs. Coulter,quot; ;I am very glad to see you. My study is cold, and our ality is plain, but come in, come in.quot;
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