There must be ways of getting rid of him. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. “In any case, there is probably some mistake. “Annabel!” He looked at her thoughtfully. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. "I must have dropped it when I took out my note-book. ‘That’s right, you bone idle do-nothings.
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