” Annabel shivered a little and looked around her. After that night she made it a habit. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. Of course he hadn't played the game wisely. But to plunge blindly into the unknown!" "I had to! I had to!" She had told him only the first part of her story. .
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