She made a step forward. And some were adorned with engravings that struck her as being more vulgar and undesirable than anything she had ever seen in her life. The door opened. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable.
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