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All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. ’ Gerald stood back, and watched her cross the room to the closed French doors. " "Mr. I'm glad of it, I'm sure; for it's all owing to him his poor mother's here. “I’ll turn you here. He smiled. ” She had not seen or heard from a single one of them since. She had found the mausoleum underneath a broken monument. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed. " But seeing that no notice was taken of the retort, he drew a little aside, and folded his arms, muttering, "This whim will soon be over.
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