I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. And I'll answer for it, she'll never say a syllable to annoy you again.
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