Then he turned to Anna. ” “Annabel! Annabel!” Annabel stamped her foot. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. Instead of which, more than half an hour has elapsed. He uttered a short laugh.
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