She positioned it over her arm, placing the firing end in Rhea’s mouth. . “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. Jolly hard life for a girl, getting a living. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. I don’t care WHAT happens. She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom.
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