She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. “It’s the spring,” he said. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. He seemed to be about to move toward her. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded.
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