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THE telephone bell had been ringing at frequent intervals in the Landors' flat; the waiting detectives could hear it in the street: there must have been a half-open window somewhere through which the sound could come.
"It's Mason getting rattled, I should think," said Elk fretfully. "Why I came here I don't know. Madness! I get like that sometimes--just go dippy and do silly things."