Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. I don't have a phone in my room. I’m minded to take a whip and beat some sense into you. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. Fatigued by his previous exertions, and incumbered by his fetters, he was by no means—though ordinarily remarkably swift of foot—a match for his foes, who were fast gaining upon him. ‘Very well, never mind.
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