Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. But for all that, it offered relief; his brain, stupefied by the fumes, grew dull, and conscience lost its edge to bite. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. I said, ‘It is no use your telling me about this walk and pretend I’ve been told about the ball, because you haven’t. But the cases were not identical.
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