Professor Michael S. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. He was Julian five years younger, the spitting image. She entered the room in the shadows. He stood by her side, and he suffered her hands to rest in his.
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