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“Anna, you are the dearest, bravest sister in the world,” she cried. ‘Did it indeed?’ ‘I should think he’s guessed, don’t you?’ ‘Without any doubt at all. “I didn’t know you were so keen on this suffrage business. " "And partly what else?" "I shall never tell anybody that. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be. You forget that every one is going to the ‘Unusual’ to see her. It was not that the servants could not, they simply preferred to. Moving room to room it was. See? You marry me. Well, it's scarcely credible.
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