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. “You yourself have decided that—apart from the question of Annabel. "And who is this Van Gal—Gal—what's his outlandish name?" "Van Galgebrok," replied the widow. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. He had an objective now. She had never been to the opera before except as one of a congested mass of people in the cheaper seats, and with backs and heads and women’s hats for the frame of the spectacle; there was by contrast a fine large sense of space and ease in her present position. He dug about in his mind for a term to fit her, and he came upon the word new. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. "Do you mean to say you will interfere—" "I mean to say this," interrupted Wild, with contemptuous calmness, "that I'll neither allow you to leave England nor the profession you've engaged in. Her eyes noted it mercilessly.

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