My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. He glanced at his watch. She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. It’s no good hiding it any more. She felt that perhaps, in her desire to play an adequate part in the conversation, she had talked rather more freely than she ought to have done, and given him a wrong impression of herself. I demand it as a right.
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