He bore it as long as he could, watching all the time with fascinated eyes Annabel moving gracefully about amongst her guests, always gay, with a smile and a whisper for nearly everybody. It was now evident that he had not been normal that first day. For a time he and Miss Klegg contradicted one another. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. . But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. . At the door through which she had entered the room stood the so-called Monsieur Valade. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. “And yet in a very few weeks I shall have done with it all.
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