Ennison listened, and he forgot where he was. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. “She contrives somehow to strike the personal note in an amazing manner. I will permit you to rescue me. They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. ’ The girl nodded understandingly. A day will come when you will thank me.
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