’ ‘I imagine it must be a relief to you, after so lucky an escape. Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. It had, as it were, blown up at the concussion of his first step. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. The huge, newly remodeled brick house was crammed full of people reeking of beer, vodka, and tequila.
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