23/42 We must commune together, all of us. If there's the communion of saints, there's also the communion of sinners. Fleming is back, and Wolff is back, and Melville and Reuter and Hungerford are back, but only for a few days, and we all must meet and map things out. As soon as I remembered it I left a note on your dressing-table." With sudden emotion he drew her to him, and buried his face in her soft golden hair. |