Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. Egad! I shall make a good thing of it. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. "Never—never!" The words were scarcely pronounced, when the door was violently thrown open, and two men appeared at it. He saw that she was tense.
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