‘That’s my pet name. She was sorry for his liking her too much for his own good, but her need was too desperate to cavil at turning it to useful account. Great sport, eh? To haul them back from the ragged edge. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. " "Very well, sir.
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