” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands. ‘Besides, I don’t want the men blundering in here and frightening off our spy. ” Lord, he was right! But softly now. \" \"Would you like me to carry some of the books? I have nothing to bring home today. " He opened his eyes, to behold hers large with wonder. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. ” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. “It is no good playing a game.
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