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” She replied weakly. Annabel had been here then. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Annabel was in hiding all the time. I was—I was a corespondent. John turned toward the short staircase as she alit upon the first creaky step. ‘She would not tell me. But she perceived that to tell Manning of her Ramage adventures as they had happened would be like tarring figures upon a water-color. Anything that might stir the sense of love And God has mocked me through it all. The perception of him flooded her being.
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