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She found no ready reply to that, and he went on: “This music is the food of love. . She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. Stanley lost patience. ” Annabel looked at him curiously. She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. She was unusually pale, and her eyes were brilliant. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down.
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