“You must answer me, Annabel,” she continued. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. Five hours later she tiptoed down the hall and paused at the threshold of what they now called his study. But it was under false names, so I dare say it ain’t valid. ‘What the devil do you think you’re doing?’ protested Hilary angrily.
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