Annabel ignored both the chair and the invitation. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. I won't have a beachcomber on the island. I’ll mention it.
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