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It was a few minutes after six that evening when Philip was conscious of a knock at his door. He swung around in his chair, blinking a little.
"Come in!"
Martha Grimes entered. She was in outdoor apparel, that is to say she wore her hat and a long mackintosh. She remained standing upon the threshold.
"Just looked up to see if you've got an