" "I'm a doctor. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder.
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