“Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words. “So that’s the way it is. " Which was literally the truth. Montague Hill is. I mean that it doesn’t interest you in itself. “Endless. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit.
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