“Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. We've got to make him take up the harp of life and go twanging it again. Don’t think I can’t sympathize and understand. I am bound to admit that I greatly enjoy my altered life. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. You have your work before you, and I——” He kissed her on the lips.
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