To-morrow they will all be
contradicted. Her
breath came fast in little sobbing pants. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound
books—which, she realised, were not books at all. ”
Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful
animal ease. Or did he? Perhaps he had found another. How came you, Sir," he continued, addressing
Sheppard, "to venture upon that frame. Why, there was drama in the very dress
she wore! There was drama in the unusual beauty of her, hidden away all these
years on a forgotten isle!
"You've been lonely, too. Was that it? Had she
clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so
alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated
her.
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