I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel. Your sister! Great God, how like she is to what you were!” Annabel looked around her nervously. A shudder rippled across his shoulders. Well one night, some of us saw him, or thought we saw him, at a café dining with ‘Alcide,’—as a matter of fact, it seems that it was her sister. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. She turned there and beckoned.
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