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Ball, Eustace Hale

"The Voice on the Wire"

He knew she was armed, and would use the weapon if only
to call for help. For the first time in his career the chill of
terror crept into his heart--not for himself, but an irresistible
dread of some impending danger for this unfathomable woman who
had shared his dangers so uncomplainingly during this last
wonderful day. He racked his mind vainly for some plausible
reason. "She knows I need her. Yet at the supreme moment of the
game she disappears. Can she be like other women, when she is
most necessary?"
And he walked slowly down the Avenue, disconcerted, endeavoring
to solve this sudden abortion of his best laid plans.


CHAPTER XV
CONCERNING HELENE'S FINESSE

Shirley endured a miserable three hours, in his attempts to
locate the girl. She had not returned to the Hotel California,
and he returned to the club in moody reflection. It was
beginning to snow, and the ground was soon covered with a thin
coat of white, through which he noticed his footprints stenciled
against the black of the wet pavement.


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