Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. The sergeant had not seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel. People are brought up to be so shy about money. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard.
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