“Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin
me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?”
He got up and began to pace the room. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and
she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. ”
She thanked him with one of her shy little glances. You have thought it worth while to take some
considerable pains to resolve for yourself my sister’s identity. He had informed her that to leave him would be
a choice to live a life of meager subsistence. But probably not the truth. “I am sorry,” she said, “if you find the likeness unsatisfactory. Always! I don’t believe there is any strong
natural affection at all between parents and growing-up children. He had scarcely completed his toilet, when he was startled by a noise at
the door, and heard his own name pronounced in no friendly accents. "Thumping; but that's only excitement. ’
‘Gérard,’ she said, giving the French version with a soft “g” and not quite
managing the “l”. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if
you care for them, and leave the room.
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