Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. "My portrait!" echoed Jack. Wood's advice and assistance, but the thought of the reception she was likely to meet with from his wife deterred her from executing this resolution. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. .
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