Chapter 15 No.15

Dierdre O'Farrell and I were sitting side by side, our backs to the door, so it was only as we turned that Herter could have recognized us. He had no scruple in showing that I was the last person he wished to meet. One look was enough for him! His pale face-changed and aged since London-flushed a dark and violent red. Backing out into the hall he b