She plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone. “You poor little girl!” he cried. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. Into this new world, vivid with colour, came Spurlock, receptively. . Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly.
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