Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. To him she had always appeared as a mere pleasure-loving parasite—something quite insignificant. He had not bothered to take off his raincoat and his umbrella sat dripping on his modern ice cube of a table. Fas du tout.
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