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” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. Then the lady smiled and her radiance, even in the darkness, warmed Gerald unexpectedly. ‘What mischief?’ ‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something. If any of you—or all of you feel the same in six months’ time from to-day, will you come, if you care to, and see me then?” There was a brief silence. And yet, at the end of this prayer a subconscious thought broke through to consciousness. The Victorians over-did it a little, I admit. Sebastian, too, seemed to be immune, even though cats, dogs, and beasts of the suffered just as the humans did: blackening and dying, their eyes rolling, their bodies covered with bald buboes.
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