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From: | bug-gfe |
Subject: | don't |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 14:57:56 -0400 |
Im not acquainted with his private life,
though.
Markham, the District Attorney of NewYork; and were
here for information. Scarlett followed him with puzzled, downcast
eyes.
You are to stand in the vestibule here, he ordered.
The impression of him, however, came back tome now with considerable
vividness.
He indicated the large steel door leading into
themuseum.
His weakness was for hospitals and thoseunspeakable
English portraits of the Gainsborough school. In the brownstone house next to the
museum. Vance leaned forward and carefully selected anothercigarette.
And then, when you were again in the street, you
fellto worryin. Thecurtains of the front windows were drawn, but those at the rear
wereopen.
He looked toward Scarlett, whose eyes had been
fastened on the deadman with a stare of fascination.
You may go down-stairs and waitfor our
call.
Hasnt left his side since their first visit to
Egypt three yearsago.
The situation has possibilities, he remarked, in
his habitualdrawl. Ill take over the procedure, he replied at length. Without his
support the Bliss excavations and the museum itselfwould go by the board. Scarlett
looked seriously at the massive panels, as if trying torecall his actions. BLISS
Egyptologist; head of the Bliss Museum of Egyptian Antiquities.
They atleast bring their own weapons and chose
mises-en-scène which offersome degree of safety. The butler, his eyes like two
glittering pin-points, had started tomove away.
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