I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do. The inn was a military haunt. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. Say something. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future.
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