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which had followed her slim young figure
out of his sight . " Mine , " Nigel Lester had
decided with a sigh of satisfaction , and
then regarded the ring which he retrieved
from his pocket . " At a price , " he concluded ,
with some bitterness .
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They often had such a rendezvous , for
there was just time to smoke a cigarette ,
if one walked slowly , between road and
hospital .
His mouth hardened , his eyes became
steely . ' I see . ' Scorn lashed his
words . ' I wonder you dared trust
him to my care . ' ' Nicholas - '
' Well ! At least I know the truth .
Truth ! ' His gaze held hers
masterfully . ' You wanted it so
badly - at any price . I hope
you are satisfied . '
And as he spoke , the thought
of Philip lying in the other
room filled him with a re-
vulsion that was homicidal .
Even in that , his hands were
tied . He dare not precipitate
what might well be another
coronary . And in that second
he put back his professional
mantle , and said with such
icy politeness , such withdrawn
' I will leave you the necessary pre-
scription for the sedatives . You
will contact your new doctor
when you reach your parents'
house . ' She watched him flick
his fountain-pen from his
waistcoat pocket , take out
his # prescription pad , and
# scribble on it . Then ,
with a gesture she knew so well ,
he tore off the leaflet and
' Good-bye , Sandra , ' he said
with a deadly finality . Watching
him go , unable to speak , she
felt that part of her was leaving
him . She couldn't hate him ...
If only he would have con-
fided in her , given some expla-
nation . Now there was no-
thing - not even friendship .
She went back to Philip . But
all she could hear were Nicholas's
words : ' I love you - oh , you
know that well enough . '
Love . She revolted against
the word . Nicholas , Philip ...
where was happiness , or
peace of mind ? Philip put out
a hand and grasped hers .
He needed her . She would find
solace in that fact at least .
She had her truth . How much had built
up from that first ideal , and how
little joy , or satisfaction , it had
given her . ' I'm sorry , darling . '
He looked nervous . It had been
hell lying there , knowing she was
talking to Nicholas and wondering
what they were saying . Sandra
said instinctively : ' I told him
I knew he was responsible for
Beryl's death . '
Her eyes darkened in torment . ' Are
you sure that she was telling the truth ? '
' Good heavens , darling , why on earth
should she lie ? Besides , it wasn't just
her word . There was enough evidence ,
no matter how one might want to
disbelieve the facts . ' Elation
touched him after the cold wind
of suspense . ' It will be interesting
to see what comes out at the inquest .
What his story will be . I reckon
he'll confine himself to the nervous
origin of her recent illness . His notes
will be truthful , but what he leaves out
will matter most . ' Strange how just
then Philip was so certain that Nicholas
would never betray him . He loved
Sandra too deeply to ruin her
future happiness . Had ever circum-
stances conspired so cunningly ?
Philip's spirits soared .
He was better ; he had made a
miraculous recovery and Sandra would
soon be his wife . The Devil , he thought ,
certainly looked after his own .
Something in Sandra's attitude struck
him suddenly , making him say :