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Fletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith), 1863-1935

"The Middle of Things"

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He hurried his companion away, through the street on which they emerged
from the whitewashed yard, and out into the Whitechapel Road; he hurried
her, too, into the first taxicab which came along empty.
"Now," he said, as they stepped in, "tell this man the name of your bank,
and let him go there, quick!"


CHAPTER XXVIII
THE TRUTH

Four o'clock had struck, and the doors of the bank were closed when Miss
Wickham and Viner hurried up to it, but there was a private entrance at
the side, and the man who answered their summons made no difficulty about
admitting them when Miss Wickham said who she was. And within a few
minutes they were closeted with a manager, who, surprised when they
entered, was astonished before many words had been exchanged. For during
their dash from the Whitechapel streets Viner had coached his companion
as to the questions he wished her to put on arrival at the bank, and she
went straight to the point.
"I wanted to know if my companion, Mrs. Killenhall, had called here this
afternoon?" begun Miss Wickham.
"She has," answered the manager. "I happened to see her, and I attended
to her myself.


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