“Anna,” he pleaded, “be merciful. My trouble is with your sister. Even you have not been able to hold her back. Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. “Carolyn loves ‘Fiddler on the Roof. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. .
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