" "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity. ” Annabel sank suddenly into a chair. She hadn't measured up; she had been stupid; she hadn't known how to make love. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face. ‘I am fascinated. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. “She has nothing to be afraid of,” he continued. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child.
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