Brown was not a blind man and had assiduously observed many a student soap opera over the years. “Now here hath been dawning another blue day; I’m just a poor woman, please take it away. “Cheer up, Annabel. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. Tomorrow you will feel like a freed woman. . You might even tire of me by then, you know. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened.
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