’ She tried to shake his hands off her wrists, but Gerald held them fast and tutted at her. “Hello, Vee!” he said. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. Anna found herself next Sydney Courtlaw, with his friend close at hand. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side.
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