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Grant assured her that she had done the right thing and she let out a sigh that nearly blew the portrait of Richard over. She stood by while he read the telegram, with an air of being ready to support him in any evil news that it might contain. To The Amazon all telegrams conveyed evil tidings.
The telegram was from Carradine.
It said: 'You mean you want repeat want that there should be another repeat another accusation questionmark -Brent.'
Grant took the reply-paid form and wrote: 'Yes. Preferably in France.'
Then he said to The Amazon: 'You can turn out the light, I think. I'm going to sleep until seven tomorrow morning.'
He fell asleep wondering how long it would be before he saw Carradine again, and what the odds were against that much desired instance of a second rumour.
But it was not so long after all until Carradine turned up again, and he turned up looking anything but suicidal. Indeed he seemed in some queer way to have broadened out. His coat seemed less of an appendage and more of a garment. He beamed at Grant.
'Mr Grant, you're a wonder. Do they have more like you at Scotland Yard?