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’ There was a chuckle in his voice. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. "To those who, like me, have never been able to get out of the dark and dreary paths of life, the grave is indeed a refuge, and the sooner they reach it the better. “Friendships that are all very well between school-girls don’t always go on into later life. “You have put all your life in my hands,” he declared. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. ’ ‘You didn’t care. “It was only yesterday I had your letter, and you never mentioned coming over.
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