He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. ’ ‘The tables, they are turned, I think,’ she returned. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. " And he pointed significantly to the hand. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. . You're an angel of goodness. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said.
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