‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. “I’ll go. “Annabel, I begin to see why you are here. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. “For my own part I have come fully now into my inheritance. And in reality even that magic garden-close resolves itself into a villa at Morningside Park and my father being more and more cross and overbearing at meals—and a general feeling of insecurity and futility.
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