Through the keyhole Mr. Potter’s large cable-chain of gold and sapphires, which spanned his belly and anchored watch and keys in his vest pockets, was visible to Lanier. He recognised the lavish jewellery as Mr. Potter’s, straightened up, signalled to Maddaleen that the expected eavesdroppers had arrived, and that their act was on again. “Come here,” he said, threateningly. “Go to the devil,” she retorted. “Bring that paper you swiped to me. Do you hear?” “I hear you.” “Well, I’m waiting.” “I won’t give you that pa…
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