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Chapter 11

“Have you seen Mr. Simpson this morning?” he asked trying to look nonchalant.

Mrs. Dawsley looked up and dusted her hands on the pinafore that covered her dress. “Went out just after you did, sir. Didn’t say where.” She adjusted the dough on the table. “Would you like anything to eat?”

“No, thank you,” he said with a smile.

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