Michelle was laid onto the back seat, her head cradled in Lucy’s lap. “Jacques is wounded and we are arrested by this imbecile of a sergeant. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. “What can one say?” she exclaimed. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. I tried painting and couldn’t get on.
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