CHAPTER XXIII

A SCRAP OF PAPER Armitage had not seen Anne since the first of July, and was not anticipating that pleasure for at least another month, when a special messenger brought him her note. It was written with an effect of haste, the words looped together, as if in their hurry they had run into one another. “Dear Ross:— “I’m tired of sunburn and dust and punctured tires and I’ve cut out the automobile trip. I must see you as soon as possible. Send me word by bearer if you can come tonight. “Ann…