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She’s taken my sword. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. “I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that much in my entire life, Lucy, and that’s saying something. "We've heard coming and going. I’M shaken. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit.
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