There isn’t. “I hope that you are going to allow me to see something of you during your stay in London, for the sake of old times. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. The detective backed out slowly and closed the door without sound. The ball passed over his head, and lodged in the ceiling. Damn! I’ve splashed. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. I want you. She had no intention of fighting fair. After all, his was a pleasant face, and a pleasant voice, and very likely Annabel had behaved badly. She should have slapped him but she was in shock at her own thoughts of lust that arose.
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