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Chapter XXVI
ANNABEL IS WARNED
“You!”
David Courtlaw crossed the floor of the dingy little sitting-room with
outstretched hands. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. At length, the body was brought
towards him. "I could," replied Thames. Availing himself of certain
inequalities in the door, he soon managed to climb up to the roof; and securing
his feet against a slight projection in the wall, began to use the fork with great
effect. You know you do, Annabel. He had
been hard since they had taken their clothes off. I swear it. Ann Veronica intervened a little in the
novelist discussion with a defence of Esmond and a denial that the Egoist was
obscure, and when she spoke every one else stopped talking and listened. Very gently indeed, Alderley grasped the handle of the door and stealthily
turned it. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged
young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black
across the front of a high close-drawn collar. She
calls him a pig, and she says he ain’t Valade. Having ascertained that Thames was at his heels, he hurried with his
ghastly burthen down Seacoal Lane. But—but how?’
‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and
bringing out a leather ring purse.
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