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“You are the most perfect, the most glorious of created things—tender, frank intellectual, brave, beautiful. I can no longer bear to address you by that formal madame. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. ” “You did not——” “Wait, Annabel! When I arrived in London I went to live in the cheapest place I could find. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. I am not boring you, am I?” She raised her eyes to his and smiled into his face.
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