She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. ” She said. Wood heard the cry. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room.
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