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That night, as had been arranged, Sir Eric rang up Larose. He spoke very guardedly and was obviously being most careful in his choice of words.
"Well, I hope you and Mrs. Larose got home all right, and you were not too tired after the journey. Good! You must come and stay with us again and we'll go to the races together, as you seem to have an almost uncanny way of picking winners. We feel rather depressed now, of course at your having all gone away. The house seems very quiet. Oh, by the by, you certainly made a hit with our handsome widower, and he wondered how it was he had not met you here before. But, as I told him, it was your wife and mine who had been friends years ago, and this was the first time they had renewed the friendship since our marriage."