For a moment a frown of annoyance clouded her face.

She had said more than she intended.
"I have correspondents in Berlin," she explained.

"They tell me of everything.

I have a friend, in fact, who was in the restaurant that night." "What a coincidence!" he exclaimed.
She nodded and selected a fresh cigarette.
"Isn't it! But that table is up.

I promised to cut in there.