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She says to be home by one AM. But when she spoke her lips quivered, and they came. For a moment he did not recognize Annabel. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. ” “Tut!” he said, fuming, and put out his hand to the papers in the pink tape. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. It isn’t. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room. . She looked upon it with pity as she drank his diabetic blood and saw that several of his fingers were missing.
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