“The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. Wood," she continued, in an authoritative tone, seeing her husband ready to depart, "one word before you set out. It is that you cannot refuse her sanctuary. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. “Anna,” he said, “you make it all indescribably hard for me. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother.
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