She wished she had not stood up. Anyhow he confessed that he was a fraud. The eyes, too, though large and bright, and shaded by long lashes, seemed to betoken, as hazel eyes generally do in men, a faithless and uncertain disposition. " "I am sorry. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. ’ She shrugged. But I was portentous, I can assure you. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. ” “Well,” she said, “has there not been some reason for this? The likeness to Annabel could scarcely have escaped remark.
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