” Mr. ” “Well,” she said, “has there not been some reason for this? The likeness to Annabel could scarcely have escaped remark. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees. "Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay.
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