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DOROTHY looked more worn and anxious than on that morning when I had walked with her in Westbourne Grove. But the air of mystery enveloped her still, and to even the casual observer her face was interesting as that of a woman with some tragic history.
"Miss Drummond," I said, "it is a real pleasure to me that we meet again."