Mother? Suzanne Valade, her mother? With deliberation, he spoke. She was looking anxiously at the entrance to the restaurant. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared.
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