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Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. Annabel looked up and down the empty street, and then turned to her sister. It did not occur to her that they at least had found a way of earning a living, and had that much economic superiority to herself. She turned her eyes to him again, and saw her late friend and pleasant and trusted companion, who had seen fit suddenly to change into a lover, babbling interesting inacceptable things. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. She 191 picked up the remote, usurping it of its dividing status between their bodies.
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