He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. “Get you a cold one?” “No thanks. Let her see what she could make here. “Alone, dear?” “Yes, aunt. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. As you admitted to me—one has to square one’s self with the world. "Then you ought to be thankful to me for the warning.
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