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The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. Perhaps for the first time he realized that Anna was by no means an ordinary person. Spurlock to keep to the bungalow until the rogue goes back to Copeley's. His sister followed. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight. As to his mother, I've no pity for her.
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