” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. ’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. "Poor Mrs. Ennison seemed to feel already the shadow of tragedy approaching.
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