But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side started putting in overtime. "A missioner! That illuminates everything. She began to look for beauty and discover it in unexpected aspects and places. The phone did not ring. I have yet another. “You know,” he went on, “this doesn’t seem to me to end anything.
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