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“Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. “Annabel!” He looked at her thoughtfully. He succeeded so well that they were almost in Montague Street before Anna stopped short. Call her Miss Pellissier, eh? I tell you she’s my wife, and I’ve got the certificate in my pocket. Night and day have been alike to me. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. I shall quit it and go abroad. ‘And if not her, for she is dead, then me. It jars with all my ideas. But did any woman get anything better from a man? Perhaps every woman conceals herself from a man perforce!. ‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter.
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