” “I wonder how he treated Gwen. But all those empty years!… My heart was hot. E. The kindly American consul-general had himself taken her to the bank, where her banknotes had been exchanged for a letter of credit, and had thoroughly advised her. There was a photo of her that looked exactly like you. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. Two children, who had been caught in the jam-closet: ingratiating smiles, back of which lay doubt and fear. She could now see to read; so she stirred the manuscript about until she came upon the first page. “I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a capable but not devoted house-mistress. There were white men with families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards.
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