Shall I send him to Sir John?”
Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. ‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly
bewildered note underlying his irascibility. She had never imagined life was half so sinister as it looked to her in the
beginning of these investigations. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted
and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of
an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. The pistol was his own, it
is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon
me before. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you
—that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. Hours were spent in preparation for the event. This was irregular. I feel almost inclined to regret the fact.
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