” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. ” “You will shake hands with me, please,” she begged. Andrew's church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. As sure as you're sitting there, Mr. Gently she raised his head and withdrew the coat from under the pillow. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the penetrating nastiness of the fog.
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