He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. ” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. It wasn’t. “Suppose you call me by my proper name,” she said quietly. ” “There’s green-fly,” admitted Ann Veronica. ” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. There was something very wrong. " "How?" exclaimed the other.
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