” She replied. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. “You vixen!” said Mr. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face. They’ll face facts as facts, and understand. ‘You are outrageous. Spurling, half aside. “I should like to understand you,” he said. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. ‘If you did not want me to talk of it,’ she told him with characteristic insouciance, ‘you should not have mentioned the matter to me.
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