Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. ” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. ’ The snaking suspicion rolled through his mind again.
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