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Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful
animal ease. She was practically an outcast, she had not even the ghost of a
plan as to her future, and she had something less than five pounds in her pocket. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk,
unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in
kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. We sha’n’t hang up on any misunderstanding. Quite!”
He sat in the arm-chair and took tea, and consumed several of the extra cakes
which she had sent out for and talked to her and expressed himself, looking very
earnestly at her with his deep-set eyes, and carefully avoiding any crumbs on his
mustache the while. And the age gets higher. ”
“Go!” he said. Her long incarceration at the convent
in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. He had changed her life dramatically, and she had missed him
dreadfully. “My
dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child.
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