’ Both hands about the butt of her unwieldy pistol, Melusine glared at him. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. The light was poor, so that she saw their gleaming faces dimly and indistinctly. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior permission in writing of the author. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. Then her white teeth gleamed, and her excuse for remaining any longer before that little marble table was gone. ’ Roding gave a bark of derisive laughter and left the room. ‘Not but what it was near that before Jarvis died.
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