His commissions this day would not fill his metal pipe with one wad of tobacco. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing.
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