’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan. He continued to do this for the rest of the evening intermittently, in and out, among other topics. “Annabel at last,” he shouted. “You will have some tea?” she asked. ‘Well, we’ll just go on up and have a look at this here passage, missie, shall we?’ ‘Have I not been saying so?’ snapped Melusine, exasperated. "Always remember the fact.
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