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THE VEILED WOMAN
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excuse, and get into the shop by a back way to receive his new orders. It was simple enough."
The inspector grunted.
"If we saw all the simple things there'd be no need for detectives."
He commenced to cough with a persistent vehemence.
"Take me home, Nora," he groaned. "Back to the fireplace and the flannel for the old man. You're always right, Nora. Isn't she always right, Garth?"
But Garth, recalling that moment before Nora and he had entered the Alsop house, shook his head. Nora must have seen and understood, for she laughed lightly.
"Maybe she is," Garth said thoughtfully, "but sometimes I wonder."
