“Limp,” he answered. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. It was very much like a real house, with one central stalagmite that looked like a column and a waterfall that served when she wanted to bathe. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. Ruth and Spurlock separated, the one embarrassed, the other utterly dumfounded. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. Then, when the tension was getting unendurable, and she was on the verge of speaking to some casual passer-by and demanding help, her follower vanished.
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