“But what are you going to do?” asked Hetty. "No matter how much I tell of myself, I shall always keep something back. ” A little sobbing cry from Annabel arrested Sir John’s attention. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. He trembled violently. It was she who had come out from the flat only a few minutes before. I went off to round up his wife. If you don’t think it would be a social outrage, perhaps I might walk with you to your railway station. Anna looked at her, startled. Her eardrums were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts.
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