” There was a strange look in her face, the look of a frightened child. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. In Paris, in July, a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. ” Chapter XXVI ANNABEL IS WARNED “You!” David Courtlaw crossed the floor of the dingy little sitting-room with outstretched hands. It was Annabel who spoke. “Don’t be childish, Annabel.
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