Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. She held out her hand for it, but Gerald smiled. “Are you with us?” said the tired woman. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling.
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