‘Never fear, my love. Annabel was conscious then of the slow anger which had been burning within her since the night of her visit to the “Unusual. He stamped his last letter as Annabel entered. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. ” She laughed.
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