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Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. “Then let me be the judge of what is best,” she answered. “No, that’s fine. She is the image of what I was like, and she has a better voice. “Is this true, Annabel? Is he dead?” She nodded. “He is a sad blunderer. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. “Aren’t you supposed to be in bed, pervert?” “Yes sir.
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