"I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. “I’m not the Devil. . "Do nothing without consulting my father—your father, Thames," she implored. He gripped the window-sill behind him. Annabel seated herself in an easy chair and determined to wait for her sister’s return. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. ’ She sighed. ’ ‘Don’t count on it. Gerald switched to French. She kept her face downcast. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Her whole conduct and tone had been modest and ladylike.
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