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“So that’s the way it is. “Ever yours, “ANNABEL. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. Then he had gone away. Thrilling, she began to dance, swirled, glided, and dipped. She was thinking fast now, all her senses on the alert. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. They slow danced to a Bon Jovi ballad. She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. The atmosphere seemed heavy with the odour of drugs. “You could have a talk to Miss Kitty Brett this afternoon, if you liked.
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