Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. I would not think so of you, Marthe. . Lucy clasped her hands over her ears as it screamed.
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