Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. Her back arched and she felt herself instinctively sinking into him. Never had her father explained. More than this, it would serve to mitigate her own abysmal loneliness to pool it temporarily with his. Not MY affair. “I ought to have done. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life.
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