Anna looked at her, startled. Her eyes were insane with rage, crusted with yellow and green, only beginning to heal from her long sojourn underground. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Had it not been for the Plague, she might have had her own babies.
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