He even hugged her a few times, something he had never done. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. ! He’ll come a cropper one of these days, if you ask me. She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. “No, no,” she cried. Lord, but it was a nun! Just as he had suspected. She did not remember him, but he said that he had introduced himself to her when she was visiting the butcher's family.
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