“I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. Pearls in the dawn light, flashing and burning! "You don't like your island?" "I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. But you are Annabel.
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