He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. E. "What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. You went even to our rooms and saw my sister. ” She stared before her, trying to keep back a rush of tears. Lucy sized up the girl. That’s— that’s my private life. The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought.
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