She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. "It's a fine idea, my child, but you mustn't do it. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. “Twenty-two. ” “But I can’t do that. ” He writhed. “You are wrong! I did not think you thought such things. “Well?” he asked her tersely. The couple reappeared from behind the curtains, both visibly shaken. "Put it under my pillow," he said.
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