CHAPTER I. ” “The only Montague Hill I ever knew,” Annabel said slowly, “is dead. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. And if you mean that he may have reconciled himself with his own father, you waste your breath. "Poor creature!" ejaculated Wood. ‘There were the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme. —Providence, I mean—HAS arranged it so that men will keep you, more or less. It was after all a momentary affair.
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