Explore "The Square Emerald" by Edgar Wallace on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
DRUZE--a woman! It was incredible--almost impossible! Yet that shrewd old man would not have jested with her. She dragged herself up the stairs, her limp body aching for rest, her mind very wide awake and alert.
Druze a woman! She shook her head helplessly. And then she remembered Lady Raytham's hysterical laughter. "What was Druze to you?" Jane Raytham knew!