His face turned a dark crimson. “My dear Annabel,” she said, “this is delightful, but I thought that it was forbidden. Even if he were an old friend, you couldn't afford to do it. " The walls appeared to rock; bulging shadows reached out; the candle flames became mocking eyes; and the blood drummed thunderously in Spurlock's ears. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise.
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