” “Annabel! Annabel!” Annabel stamped her foot. ’ Mrs Sindlesham laughed lightly, but her eyes quizzed him. My business is with Lady Trafford. "If this is the case, where is she?" "In Bedlam," replied the thief-taker, with a Satanic grin. Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. So, very carefully, he raised her in his arms and carried her to her bed. ’ ‘Yes, indeed,’ agreed Lucilla enthusiastically. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. ” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated.
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