" He departed, musing. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream.
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