He only stays here for you, hoping in vain. ” Sheila snarled. ” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. CHAPTER XVIII. I want to hammer myself against all this that pens women in. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. It goes to my heart to disappoint you, but this thing must not be. When her shock and the headache subsided, and she remembered that she had been reading the letter when Gosse had accosted her, she looked for it in vain. ” He started back as though he had been shot.
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