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Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. “He looks as though he did, at any rate. “We are both of us trenching upon forbidden ground,” she said. His conscience never told him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the deed itself. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. “Then you need to find someone else.
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