Sheppard. ’ Gerald grinned. I want to get away—to go to London. She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. “You must answer me, Annabel,” she continued. Now if she sent fifteen pounds the suggestion that she had spent a five-pound note in the meanwhile would be irresistible.
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