Anna came back into the sitting-room with a little sigh of relief. “Have you anything to ask the witness?” asked the helpful inspector. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. Leave me behind: I'm not afraid. “Well, I have said what I had to say, stumblingly and badly, and baldly. He had said so.
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