Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. "Mother—dear mother! Once again, I beseech you to listen to me. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. “Not possible.
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