“Where am I?” he muttered. Befuddle yourself, if you want to. How many ends had he? Well, she must cease to trouble herself for this imbecile, whom it would give her very much pleasure to shoot. Until that was done a certain experience of life assured him that a girl is a locked coldness against a man’s approach. ‘That—that—why do you speak of him?’ ‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain. Was this the result of some strange experiment? It was the person of Annabel Pellissier—the soul of a very different order of being.
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