” Mike’s head butted in the door. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. My agent is here, and he has brought his contract for me to sign. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. The windows of these rooms were obscured with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their mantels were of a class apart. He saw it in book-covers, on the stage. What does he do these three days?’ She had come daily to the vestry, hoping to meet the lad and hear his report. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet.
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