With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. Annabel was in hiding all the time. I’ve got a streak of male. Oaths exploded like shells from a battery in full fire, accompanied by threats of direst vengeance against the individuals who had maltreated them.
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