’ ‘And who, may I ask, is Dorothée?’ asked Gerald. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. "My worst fears are realized. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. We want it badly at the present time.
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