[Did we mention that the last thing she remembers is falling into a river? She's still dripping water in her night clothes. On the upside, she stole a tablecloth from one of the sideboards and has wrapped it around her shoulders.
Evelyn gives a little start as a sort-of-rumpled-looking man arrives, and gives him a questioning glance.]
...were you the fellow I spoke with over the radio?
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Evelyn gives a little start as a sort-of-rumpled-looking man arrives, and gives him a questioning glance.]
...were you the fellow I spoke with over the radio?