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nodded to Felice who admitted me and went out. Felice closed the door and, as I remained standing, Doris invited me to sit down.

"You remember me?" I asked her.

"Erasmus?" she said. "The thriller of Holbein? Certainly."

I dropped upon the seat opposite her and, as I gazed at her, she gazed at me and continued, "Also we were both at Caldon's, as well as at the Blackstone, weren't we, Mr. Fanneal?"

"You not only remember me but you know me, then."

"Certainly. Don't know me? Or what were you doing at the bank?"

"How'd you know I went to the bank?"

She smiled pleasantly—pleasantly as the Dickens. "Don't you also know me?" she repeated.