“Let me get you some water, Annabel. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair. Martin came to the stage from his section, his own violin in hand. ‘I allow anyone in. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. " "Rely on me," rejoined the executioner, throwing away his pipe, which was just finished.
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