Spurling had retired for the night. "I've done with you. He waved an arm and spoke with a peculiar resonance. Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. A pretty piece. ‘Of course not,’ snapped his friend. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. I want to tell every one.
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