“God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. Mr. "No more, please! I am bewildered enough. . ’ ‘Also stealing,’ added Gerald, with a gesture at the clothes on the bed. But between us, we'll have him writing books some day. ’ Gerald eyed her with interest. He was staring at her, openly gaping. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor.
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