“Annabel at last,” he shouted. ’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. Lost from all protection, all her family dead—as are mine. Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. “He’d better treat you right this time or I’ll pulverize him, you hear?” Lucy gave in to the hug. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs.
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