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He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. He came to her and stood before her, waiting, the morning light dazzling his eyes. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. He halted and put out a hand to stop Hilary. ” “Then I am sure,” Sir John declared, “that I shall not ask you. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. Annabel laughed a little uneasily.
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