Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. It was now a quarter past twelve. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. ‘You are dead, you,’ he yelled back, leaping into the seat of the final pew.
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