“Things are getting serious,” said Anthony to himself. “Something must be done about it. It’s all damned awkward....” He sat there for a minute or two, then strolled to the window. For a moment or two he stood looking out aimlessly, and then his eyes became suddenly focused on a certain spot, and his face lightened. “Of course,” he said. “The Rose Garden! That’s it! The Rose Garden.” He hurried downstairs again and out into the garden by a side door. He approached the Rose Garden by a circuitous route. It had a lit…
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