And don't worry about the six thousand, Hoddy. “What the devil do you mean by coming for me like that?” Ennison exclaimed, glowering down upon him. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. “Once or twice. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously.
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