His arms were naturally big and his chest was covered with a smattering of soft hairs. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street.
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