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"
I
assure
you
that
I
haven
’
t
an
idea
what
you
’
re
talking
about
.
If
it
’
s
the
Mr
.
Abraham
North
,
the
one
we
know
,
well
,
if
he
was
in
Paris
last
night
we
weren
’
t
aware
of
it
.
"
The
man
nodded
,
sucked
his
upper
lip
,
convinced
but
disappointed
.
"
What
happened
?
"
Nicole
demanded
.
He
showed
his
palms
,
puffing
out
his
closed
mouth
.
He
had
begun
to
find
her
attractive
and
his
eyes
flickered
at
her
.
"
What
do
you
wish
,
Madame
?
A
summer
affair
.
Mr
.
Afghan
North
was
robbed
and
he
made
a
complaint
.
We
have
arrested
the
miscreant
.
Mr
.
Afghan
should
come
to
identify
him
and
make
the
proper
charges
.
"
Nicole
pulled
her
dressing
-
gown
closer
around
her
and
dismissed
him
briskly
.
Mystified
she
took
a
bath
and
dressed
.
By
this
time
it
was
after
ten
and
she
called
Rosemary
but
got
no
answer
—
then
she
phoned
the
hotel
office
and
found
that
Abe
had
indeed
registered
,
at
six
-
thirty
this
morning
.
His
room
,
however
,
was
still
unoccupied
.
Hoping
for
a
word
from
Dick
she
waited
in
the
parlor
of
the
suite
;
just
as
she
had
given
up
and
decided
to
go
out
,
the
office
called
and
announced
:
"
Meestaire
Crawshow
,
un
nègre
.
"
"
On
what
business
?
"
she
demanded
.
"
He
says
he
knows
you
and
the
doctaire
.
He
says
there
is
a
Meestaire
Freeman
into
prison
that
is
a
friend
of
all
the
world
.
He
says
there
is
injustice
and
he
wishes
to
see
Meestaire
North
before
he
himself
is
arrested
.
"
