Wood, disdainfully. We had no idea. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. Annabel entered. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. The lights rolled over, and were extinguished. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. “Lucy Albert, sir.
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