1. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. ‘Imbecile. Sir John felt that after all forty-five was not so very old.
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