"It's the truth, miss. I thought maybe as you didn't know about it."
"Albert," cried Tuppence, "you're a brick. If it hadn't been for you
we'd have lost her."
Albert flushed with pleasure at this tribute.
"There's no time to lose," said Tuppence, crossing the road. "I've got
to stop her. At all costs I must keep her here until----" She broke off.
"Albert, there's a telephone here, isn't there?"
The boy shook his head.
"The flats mostly have their own, miss. But there's a box just round the
corner."
"Go to it then, at once, and ring up the Ritz Hotel. Ask for Mr.
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