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variety of con man and woman, and Linda's earliest experiences and lessons had included self-defense measures against such people. Perhaps, she thought, slipping her coat on briskly and reaching for her purse and gloves, I am silly or even stupid, but I'm not easily scared. |
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The idea that the threat was directed against her changed her attitude sharply. Linda was not worried about how to protect herself; she knew quite well how to do that, quite aside from the fact that she was certain no personal threat was intended. All she wanted was to be certain that the candy was an attempt to drive her away. Although she felt competent to take care of herself, Linda was not fool enough to think she could protect a frail old woman. |
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The first step was to get the travel plans under way. Linda tossed the car keys up and down in her hand for a moment, then put them decisively in her pocket. A car was a nuisance in central London. There was never any place to park. She would have more freedom and make better time on the underground, and Mrs. Bates had said she could take a cab. She wouldn't need to do that unless American Express failed her and she actually had to go to the offices of the shipping line. |
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At the travel desk of American Express in the Haymarket, Linda stated her needs. Mrs. Bates was a clever old lady, but she was an old lady. She still thought of making travel arrangements directly with shipping lines and railroads. Linda knew she might have to tie up the final details |
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