"No," said Tuppence, rather embarrassed.
"What are you thinking of?" said Jane sharply.
"Why?"
"Your voice was so--queer!"
"I WAS thinking of something," confessed Tuppence. "But I don't want to
tell you--not now. I may be wrong, but I don't think so. It's just an
idea that came into my head a long time ago. Tommy's got it too--I'm
almost sure he has. But don't YOU worry--there'll be time enough for
that later. And it mayn't be so at all! Do what I tell you--lie back and
don't think of anything."
"I'll try." The long lashes drooped over the hazel eyes.
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