"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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