“You!” she exclaimed. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. “No, I’m fine. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. Ennison with my sister last night. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. In a sense I don’t care. I met her when we were both very young, as young as you are. “Annabel, I begin to see why you are here. But he's witty and amusing, and when reasonably drunk he can play the piano like a Paderewski.
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