Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Manning’s handwriting, and opened his letter and read some lines before its import appeared. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. She turned and looked at the red LED of the alarm clock that read 3:55.
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