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"Throw your coat down anywhere, Miss Baldwin," Wingate invited, as he ushered that young lady into his rooms soon after eleven o'clock on the following evening. "Now what can I give you? There are some sandwiches here -- ham and pate-de-foie-gras, I think. Whisky and soda or some hock?"
"A pate sandwich and some plain soda water, please," Sarah replied, taking off the long motoring coat which concealed her evening clothes. "I have been fined for everything except disorderly driving -- daren't risk that. Thanks! " she went on. "What ripping sandwiches! And quite a good play, wasn't it?"