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Wood was dressed with more than ordinary care, and in more than ordinary finery. She looked stealthily at Anna. “I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day. " At luncheon, preoccupied in thought, Spurlock did not notice the pallor on Ruth's cheeks or the hunted look in her eyes. And she’s pluck to the backbone. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. Every time he left a room, she chastised herself bitterly for her own profound weakness. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. ” “Annabel! Annabel!” Annabel stamped her foot.
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