Oh, wait!’ She seized Jack’s arm as he was about to go out of the room. " The girl fished into the bottle for an olive. “Your mother was a Gypsy. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend.
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