Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. I took him out of the hands of death. "She considers her future blasted beyond hope. You must always shave and part your hair straight. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. She had dreaded the beginning of this hour. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice.
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