Whenever Ah Cum (whose normal stride was sufficient to keep him at the side of her chair) pointed out something of interest, she had to strain the cords in her neck to focus her glance upon the object. “Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!” She did not speak. There is something sensual in the thought of lotus flowers. She awoke and found herself home amid a pile of three bodies, one of which she recognized as a former denizen of the household. "I am, Charcoal.
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