. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. “You must send for the police at once, you know. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. She had always had a wonderful ear for phrasing, even back in the days of the viol.
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