” Anna’s eyes were a little dim as she poured out her coffee, and the laugh she attempted was not altogether a success. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. Sheppard, faintly. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?” “You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?” Ennison said stiffly. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. ’ Roding allowed that he had a point, and followed him as he began to mount the stairs.
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