The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. Then all the embarrassments of the matter flashed in upon her. Oh, I think I understand, Annabel. I went off to round up his wife.
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