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Nevertheless, she was still fighting. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. He threw her on the bed. Madman that I am to be so!" "Help!" shrieked Mrs. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence.
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