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Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. He turned in at the club. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. And, while the turnkey was busy with the keys, she whispered to the black, "Follow him, Caliban. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road.
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