“Ever yours, “ANNABEL. Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. “If you think it worth while,” she answered doubtfully. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. ’ ‘How can it be in dispute?’ frowned Mrs Sindlesham. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. She turned the television off. I'll be quiet.
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