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CHAPTER XVI. “Hola, Michelle. ’ ‘Nonsense. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself. He could neither stifle nor deaden that. ‘Flirting, Gerald? A new come-out for you. Not that there had ever been any hope of that. The thought of going back!—the thought of the unknown out there!—" with a tragic gesture toward the east. No, don’t let me call myself that. ’ He added on a teasing note, ‘Though if there’s anything suspicious we can always get the key from Pottiswick. ” “No, that’s okay. ” “We’ve both fallen on our feet! We’re the rarest of mortals! The real thing! There’s not a compromise nor a sham nor a concession between us. She would not sleep for fear of losing a moment of that sense of his proximity. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table.
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