The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. ’ The lady frowned suspiciously. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. ‘Well, nothing,’ uttered her betrothed crossly, before Gerald could answer. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead.
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