"What?" Tuppence clutched his arm.
"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?"
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