Then I realised he was speaking, and recalled my wandering attention to the question before the house. "He can't have got your letter, Sheila. Or, perhaps, he may be away from the island on business." "Well, I asked everyone at the hotel, after you went out, but they didn't seem to understand," she said a little tremulously. The man turned to me. "Mrs. Blair has lost or temporarily mislaid her husband," he remarked whimsically. "A large reward is offered for information as to his whereabouts." "Blair," I said, puzz…
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