” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. “The smallest will do for me quite well. " "Lord!—think of having sharks for neighbours? Every morning I'll take a dip into the lagoon. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. Listen to your mother's prayers, and do not let her die brokenhearted. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. .
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