He stamped his last letter as Annabel entered. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. Capes bore a face of infinite perplexity. ” “No,” said Ann Veronica, offhandedly. Capes saw her, felt for her, cared for her greatly, even if he did not love her. The fellow is little better than a lunatic.
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