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 most touched, where he towered above her like a good natured rock.

“I want you to promise me, Miss Pomeroy, that if you need assistance of any kind, you will call upon me. Any time of the day or night, any place⸺”

“Thank you so much, Mr, Morley,” she breathed softly. “It will be good to know that. I promise. You’ll come any time⸺”

“All you have to do is send for me. Miss Pomeroy, I’ll break all records coming to you. Now, let me send you home in my car—it’s waiting outside.”

“No, you had better call a taxi for me,” she decided, shaking her head dubiously. “I think it would be wiser for neither you nor your car to be seen near my apartment for awhile.”