"Every inch of it," replied the woollen-draper. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. “You need have no further trouble. I don’t know why that should be so acutely humiliating. ” Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. ‘En tout cas, I have waiting for me a cavalier. She would be surrendering to all her impulses—particularly the good impulses—many of which society had condemned long since because they entailed too much trouble. He talked very little and rather absently.
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