Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. ‘But―but how can he know?’ His soldier’s instinct overtook Gerald and he dropped all his insouciance in a bang, becoming brisk. The Iovellis were very rich, from what she could tell. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Nobody could possibly find him now. "Shall I help you on with it, Sir?" replied the Jew, becoming suddenly respectful. To-morrow I am going to Paris.
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