” “Forget WHAT?” “And I said I wouldn’t. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. ” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. This extraordinary child had opened up an old channel through which it was no longer safe to cruise. Turning, she heaved at the bottom door and slammed it in his face just as he came leaping forward to grab her. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. It keeps dangling in front of my eyes. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend.
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