A broken laugh followed the action. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. She remained stonily in the middle of the hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. He stood transfixed.
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