” Annabel yawned. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. '—'What is it, Mint?' asked all three. But, as you perceive, I brought it away with me. “Yes. How are you?” “I’m fine,” she said, unaware of all events except for the voice on the other line.
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