"I can't make you understand; I can't make you see things as I see them. Have you anything to tell me before you go?” Annabel laughed lightly. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. Sometimes these dreams are simple and tender; sometimes they are magnificent. But I can give it its name now. What would it be without that safeguard?” Ogilvy pursued his own topic. During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword. No doubt— because he did not understand you—he thought you had run away with someone.
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