"My demeanour ought to convince you that I came with no hostile intention. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. What!—add another drop to her cup? Who knows? Any day they may find me. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. “Is this true, Annabel? Is he dead?” She nodded. “Look round the table,” she said. ‘As for an heir, I have Alderley cousins enough. She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly.
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