Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. My feelings overpower me. There was already a score or more of people there, some standing up and talking together, others seated in chairs ranged along the wall. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair.
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