Chapter 12 No.12

"Throw your coat down anywhere, Miss Baldwin," Wingate invited, as he ushered that young lady into his rooms soon after eleven o'clock on the following evening. "Now what can I give you? There are some sandwiches here-ham and paté-de-foie-gras, I think. Whisky and soda or some hock?"

"A paté sandwich and some plain soda water, please," Sarah rep