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She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. The preparations to meet him were immense, roses were planted everywhere, white and drooping with honeyed fragrance. He personated over there a millionaire named Meysey Hill, and it seems that he induced Annabel to go through some sort of marriage with him at the Embassy. She laughed as the deluge seemed to grow worse with every step. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened the tiny white buttons of his shirt. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. 'Slife! you are wonderfully altered. \"I want to graduate early and move out to California and go to Stanford. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. She winced when first she heard the preparation-room door open and Capes came down the laboratory; but when at last he reached her she was self-possessed. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover.
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